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"
Yes
.
"
"
Then
why
could
n't
you
have
explained
it
so
to
your
mother
?
Why
upset
her
with
a
lot
of
flippant
nonsense
?
"
Justine
shrugged
,
drank
her
tea
down
and
pushed
the
empty
cup
toward
her
mother
for
more
.
"
Dunno
,
"
she
said
.
"
I-don
'
t-know
,
"
Fee
corrected
.
"
You
'll
articulate
properly
on
the
stage
,
I
trust
.
But
self
is
why
you
want
to
be
an
actress
,
is
n't
it
?
"
"
I
suppose
so
,
"
answered
Justine
reluctantly
.
"
Oh
,
that
stubborn
,
pigheaded
Cleary
pride
!
It
will
be
your
downfall
,
too
,
Justine
,
unless
you
learn
to
rule
it
.
That
stupid
fear
of
being
laughed
at
,
or
held
up
to
some
sort
of
ridicule
.
Though
why
you
think
your
mother
would
be
so
cruel
I
do
n't
know
.
"
She
tapped
Justine
on
the
back
of
her
hand
.
"
Give
a
little
,
Justine
;
cooperate
.
"
But
Justine
shook
her
head
and
said
,
"
I
ca
n't
.
"
Fee
sighed
.
"
Well
,
for
what
earthly
good
it
will
do
you
,
child
,
you
have
my
blessing
on
your
enterprise
.
"
"
Ta
,
Nanna
,
I
appreciate
it
.
"
"
Then
kindly
show
your
appreciation
in
a
concrete
fashion
by
finding
your
uncle
Frank
and
telling
him
there
's
tea
in
the
kitchen
,
please
.
"
