“That I should say was doing very well.”
“For an artist, perhaps.”
“Accounts are an awful bother,” Carl chipped in.
“We waste so much time,” said Barnes. “We waste so much time in details. When all is said and done what is a peck of potatoes?”
“Never cared for potatoes,” vouchsafed Carl.
“Where would our accounts be if we permitted such slipshod methods as yours?” Aunt Philomela challenged Barnes.
“Lord, they’d be always as they are,” he replied lightly. “I’ve noticed that if you’ll allow it, your creditors do all the figuring for you.”
“For themselves rather,” snapped Aunt Philomela.
“It comes to the same in the end,” he opined.
“Even so, it’s just as well to retard the process.”