A dirty account-book, such as may be purchased for threepence, is handed up to him; the binding is broken, and some of the leaves are loose.

It is neither a day-book, a ledger, nor anything else--there is no system whatever, and indeed the Plaintiff admits that she only put down about half of it, and trusted to memory for the rest.
Here is a date, and after it some figures, but no articles mentioned, neither tea nor candles.

Next come some groceries, and the price, but no one's name, so that it is impossible to tell who had the goods.

Then there are pages with mysterious dots and strokes and half-strokes, which ultimately turn out to mean ounces and half-ounces of tobacco.

These have neither name nor value attached.