That's how it is with me." Derrick, with his brows drawn straight and his lips shut, held out his hand, for his heart went out to this man who was in the same case as himself.

But Sidcup disregarded the proffered hand.
"Wait a bit!" he said.

"I want to hear what you're going to say, what you're going to do; for I tell you plainly that, if you don't mean the straight thing by Isabel, you've got to reckon with me, and I shan't miss it, as that fool of a Jackman did.

Will you marry her ?" "No," said Derrick, in a low voice, but decidedly.

"Mind, I don't admit the truth of your--your statement; but, if I did, there are reasons----" "There's another woman," said Sidcup, drawing a long breath.
Derrick's pale face flushed.