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On the next occasion that St. John made his appearance at the studio there was a visible constraint in his manner as there was also in Miss Erskine's. Jill had rehearsed a grateful little speech to deliver on his entry, but when their hands met there was silence; the speech, like many another rehearsed effect, had taken to itself wings, and all she could find to say after an awkward pause was, --
"Good morning. The weather seems to have turned milder, doesn't it?"