"Port Scatho! As you're there we may as well finish one point. I have cancelled my father's security for my brother's overdraft."
Port Scatho said, to the window, but loud enough:
"We all know it. To our cost."
"I wish you, however," Mark Tietjens went on, "to make over from my own account a thousand a year to my brother as he needs it. Not more than a thousand in any one year."
Port Scatho said:
"Write a letter to the bank. I don't look after clients' accounts on social occasions."
"I don't see why you don't," Mark Tietjens said. "It's the way you make your bread and butter, isn't it?"
Tietjens said:
"You may save yourself all this trouble, Mark. I am closing my account in any case."
Port Scatho spun round on his heel.