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"
Perfection
is
as
perfection
does
!
"
said
Meggie
tartly
.
"
But
I
shall
give
you
into
his
charge
,
because
I
know
he
'll
look
after
you
for
my
sake
.
You
can
enter
a
seminary
in
Rome
.
"
"
Do
you
really
mean
it
,
Mum
?
Really
?
"
Anxiety
pushed
the
joy
out
of
his
face
.
"
Is
there
enough
money
?
It
would
be
much
cheaper
if
I
stayed
in
Australia
.
"
"
Thanks
to
the
selfsame
Cardinal
de
Bricassart
,
my
dear
,
you
'll
never
lack
money
.
"
At
the
cookhouse
door
she
pushed
him
inside
.
"
Go
and
tell
the
girls
and
Mrs.
Smith
,
"
she
said
.
"
They
'll
be
absolutely
thrilled
.
"
One
after
the
other
she
put
her
feet
down
,
made
them
plod
up
the
ramp
to
the
big
house
,
to
the
drawing
room
where
Fee
sat
,
miraculously
not
working
but
talking
to
Anne
Mueller
instead
,
over
an
afternoon
tea
tray
.
As
Meggie
came
in
they
looked
up
,
saw
from
her
face
that
something
serious
had
happened
.
For
eighteen
years
the
Muellers
had
been
visiting
Drogheda
,
expecting
that
was
how
it
always
would
be
.
But
Luddie
Mueller
had
died
suddenly
the
preceding
autumn
,
and
Meggie
had
written
immediately
to
Anne
to
ask
her
if
she
would
like
to
live
permanently
on
Drogheda
.
There
was
plenty
of
room
,
a
guest
cottage
for
privacy
;
she
could
pay
board
if
she
was
too
proud
not
to
,
though
heaven
knew
there
was
enough
money
to
keep
a
thousand
permanent
houseguests
.
Meggie
saw
it
as
a
chance
to
reciprocate
for
those
lonely
Queensland
years
,
and
Anne
saw
it
as
salvation
.
Himmelhoch
without
Luddie
was
horribly
lonely
.
Though
she
had
put
on
a
manager
,
not
sold
the
place
;
when
she
died
it
would
go
to
Justine
.
"
What
is
it
,
Meggie
?
"
Anne
asked
.
Meggie
sat
down
.
"
I
think
I
've
been
struck
by
a
retributory
bolt
of
lightning
.
"
