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Chapter 17
Itwasn’tveryoftenanyonehadthechancetohelpJustinedoanything;wheneverMeggiehadtriedtohelphershehadendedfeelinganutterfool.Butindomesticmattersthesituationwasreversedforonce;shecouldhelptoherheart’scontentwithoutfeelingafool.
Somehowitgotdone,andJustineandMeggiesetoutinthestationwagonMeggiehaddrivendownfromGilly,boundfortheHotelAustralia,whereMeggiehadasuite.
"IwishyouDroghedapeoplewouldbuyahouseatPalmBeachorAvalon,"Justinesaid,depositinghercaseinthesuite’ssecondbedroom."Thisisterrible,rightaboveMartinPlace.Justimaginebeingahop,skipandjumpfromthesurf!Wouldn’tthatinduceyoutohustleyourselvesonaplanefromGillymoreoften?"
"WhyshouldIcometoSydney?I’vebeendowntwiceinthelastsevenyears—toseeDaneoff,andnowtoseeyouoff.Ifwehadahouseitwouldneverbeused."
"Codswallop."
"Why?"
"Why?Becausethere’smoretotheworldthanbloodyDrogheda,dammit!Thatplace,itdrivesmebatty!"
Meggiesighed."Believeme,Justine,there’llcomeatimewhenyou’llyearntocomehometoDrogheda."
"DoesthatgoforDane,too?"
Silence.Withoutlookingatherdaughter,Meggietookherbagfromthetable."We’llbelate.MadameRochersaidtwoo’clock.Ifyouwantyourdressesbeforeyousail,we’dbetterhurry."
"Iamputinmyplace,"Justinesaid,andgrinned.
