“Twodegreeshigherthanitwasyesterday，“saidSt。John。
“Iwonderwherethesenutscomefrom，“heobserved，takinganutoutoftheplate，turningitoverinhisfingers，andlookingatitcuriously。
“London，Ishouldthink，“saidTerence，lookingatthenuttoo。
“Acompetentmanofbusinesscouldmakeafortunehereinnotime，“
St。Johncontinued。“Isupposetheheatdoessomethingfunnytopeople’sbrains。EventheEnglishgoalittlequeer。Anyhowthey’rehopelesspeopletodealwith。Theykeptmethree-quartersofanhourwaitingatthechemist’sthismorning，fornoreasonwhatever。“