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"
I
?
Disapprove
?
It
's
none
of
my
business
what
you
do
with
your
life
,
Justine
.
Besides
,
I
think
you
'll
make
a
good
actress
.
"
"
You
do
?
"
gasped
Meggie
.
"
Of
course
she
will
,
"
said
Fee
.
"
Justine
's
not
the
sort
to
choose
unwisely
,
are
you
,
my
girl
?
"
"
No
.
"
Justine
grinned
,
pushing
a
damp
curl
out
of
her
eye
.
Meggie
watched
her
regarding
her
grandmother
with
an
affection
she
never
seemed
to
extend
to
her
mother
.
"
You
're
a
good
girl
,
Justine
,
"
Fee
pronounced
,
and
finished
the
cookie
she
had
started
so
unenthusiastically
.
"
Not
bad
at
all
,
but
I
wish
you
'd
iced
them
in
white
.
"
"
You
ca
n't
ice
trees
in
white
,
"
Meggie
contradicted
.
"
Of
course
you
can
when
they
're
firs
;
it
might
be
snow
,
"
her
mother
said
.
"
Too
late
now
,
they
're
vomit
green
,
"
laughed
Justine
.
"
Justine
!
"
