"I came on my own account--and another's.

Look here, Green; it's about Isabel.

I want to have it out with you." Derrick had raised himself on his elbow, but at this he dropped back and his eyes fell, for he knew what was coming.
"Of course you know how it is with her," said Sidcup.

"You're not blind, and you must have seen for some time past that she's--sweet on you.

I don't say it's your fault; in fact, I'll go so far as to say that you haven't led her on, encouraged her, as another man might have done.
That's just the worst of it.