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Chapter 17
"Mum,doyouknowwhatJustinejusttoldme?"
Fee’seyeswerenolongeruptoanythingbeyondtheuttermosteffortofkeepingthebooks,butthemindatbackofthosesmudgedpupilswasasacuteasever.
"HowcouldIpossiblyknowwhatJustinejusttoldyou?"sheinquiredmildly,regardingthegreencookieswithaslightshudder.
"BecausesometimesitstrikesmethatyouandJussyhavelittlesecretsfromme,andnow,themomentmydaughterfinishestellingmehernews,inyouwalkwhenyouneverdo."
"Mmmmmm,atleasttheytastebetterthantheylook,"commentedFee,nibbling."Iassureyou,Meggie,Idon’tencourageyourdaughtertoconspirewithmebehindyourback.Whathaveyoudonetoupsettheapplecartnow,Justine?"sheasked,turningtowhereJustinewaspouringherspongemixtureintogreasedandflouredtins.
"ItoldMumIwasgoingtobeanactress,Nanna,that’sall."
"That’sall,eh?Isittrue,oronlyoneofyourdubiousjokes?"
"Oh,it’strue.I’mstartingattheCulloden."
"Well,well,well!"saidFee,leaningagainstthetableandsurveyingherowndaughterironically."Isn’titamazinghowchidrenhavemindsoftheirown,Meggie?"
Meggiedidn’tanswer.
"Doyoudisapprove,Nanna?"Justinegrowled,readytodobattle.
"I?Disapprove?It’snoneofmybusinesswhatyoudowithyourlife,Justine.Besides,Ithinkyou’llmakeagoodactress."
"Youdo?"gaspedMeggie.
"Ofcourseshewill,"saidFee."Justine’snotthesorttochooseunwisely,areyou,mygirl?"
"No."
