Have you your cheque-book with you?
Fill it up for fourteen hundred.

No more, John; I cannot oblige you by taking any more." The head clerk having made out his cheque for the amount, and having signed his name to it in a cramped little quaint handwriting, which reminded one of his person, was duly presented with a receipt and dismissed to his counting-house.

There he entertained the other clerks by a glowing description of the magnanimity of his employer.
John Girdlestone took some sheets of blue official paper from a drawer, and his quill pen travelled furiously over them with many a screech and splutter.
"Sir," he said to the bank manager, "I enclose fourteen hundred pounds, which represents the loose cash about the office.

I shall make a heavy deposit presently.

In the meantime, you will, of course, honour anything that may be presented .-- Yours truly, JOHN GIRDLESTONE." To Lloyd's Insurance Agency he wrote:--"Sir,--Enclosed you will find cheque for 241 pounds seven shillings and sixpence, being amount due as premium on the _Leopard_, _Black Eagle_, and _Maid of Athens_.