What I like about Mr. Fleurant, my apothecary, is that his bills are always civil.
The big fellows at the clubs always had a wad and peeled off bills like skin off an onion.
You pay the girls out of this, and I'll look after the other bills.
She's the one who looked after the housekapin' and paid the bills.
She had seen the little roll of bills in her mother's pocketbook.