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Justine
went
off
,
and
Meggie
stared
at
Fee
.
"
Mum
,
you
're
amazing
,
you
really
are
.
"
Fee
smiled
.
"
Well
,
you
have
to
admit
I
never
tried
to
tell
any
of
my
children
what
to
do
.
"
"
No
,
you
never
did
,
"
said
Meggie
tenderly
.
"
We
did
appreciate
it
,
too
.
"
*
*
*
The
first
thing
Justine
did
when
she
arrived
back
in
Sydney
was
begin
to
have
her
freckles
removed
.
Not
a
quick
process
,
unfortunately
;
she
had
so
many
it
would
take
about
twelve
months
,
and
then
she
would
have
to
stay
out
of
the
sun
for
the
rest
of
her
life
,
or
they
would
come
back
.
The
second
thing
she
did
was
to
find
herself
an
apartment
,
no
mean
feat
in
Sydney
at
that
time
,
when
people
built
private
homes
and
regarded
living
en
masse
in
buildings
as
anathema
.
But
eventually
she
found
a
two-room
flat
in
Neutral
Bay
,
in
one
of
the
huge
old
waterside
Victorian
mansions
which
had
fallen
on
hard
times
and
been
made
over
into
dingy
semi-apartments
.
The
rent
was
five
pounds
ten
shillings
a
week
,
outrageous
considering
that
the
bathroom
and
kitchen
were
communal
,
shared
by
all
the
tenants
.
However
,
Justine
was
quite
satisfied
.
Though
she
had
been
well
trained
domestically
,
she
had
few
homemaker
instincts
.
Living
in
Bothwell
Gardens
was
more
fascinating
than
her
acting
apprenticeship
at
the
Culloden
,
where
life
seemed
to
consist
in
skulking
behind
scenery
and
watching
other
people
rehearse
,
getting
an
occasional
walk-on
,
memorizing
masses
of
Shakespeare
,
Shaw
and
Sheridan
.
Including
Justine
's
,
Bothwell
Gardens
had
six
flats
,
plus
Mrs.
Devine
the
landlady
.
Mrs.
Devine
was
a
sixty-five-year-old
Londoner
with
a
doleful
sniff
,
protruding
eyes
and
a
great
contempt
for
Australia
and
Australians
,
though
she
was
n't
above
robbing
them
.
Her
chief
concern
in
life
seemed
to
be
how
much
gas
and
electricty
cost
,
and
her
chief
weakness
was
Justine
's
next-door
neighbor
,
a
young
Englishman
who
exploited
his
nationality
cheerfully
.
"
I
do
n't
mind
giving
the
old
duck
an
occasional
tickle
while
we
reminisce
,
"
he
told
Justine
.
"
Keeps
her
off
my
back
,
you
know
.
You
girls
are
n't
allowed
to
run
electric
radiators
even
in
winter
,
but
I
was
given
one
and
I
'm
allowed
to
run
it
all
summer
as
well
if
I
feel
like
it
.
"
"
Pig
,
"
said
Justine
dispassionately
.
