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Show Hannah Mae and the Mona Lisa 26 paintings. But the person also whispered something else. She said Mr. Morris also likes to paint. . .figures. The person didn't see any figures by Mr. Morris in the gallery she visited, but the gallery lady told the person that Mr. Morris was going to have a show sometime soon of nothing but his figure paintings. Well, the person took a stroll around the gallery and I guess you know what she saw! From what I heard, Colby Jones would turn about as red as he'll turn if he ever gets to the Louvre. That's why my eyes almost popped out of my head when Miss Larkin said she was going to be at Mr. Morris studio-she being single and all. Even if she isn't movie star beautiful, she is striking, and I figure an artist would like to paint her as well as anyone else. I was thinking about that pretty hard at lunch when, out of the blue, Billy Waltrup plopped himself down right across the table. I was trying to swallow my milk. "Are you going to Paris?" Billy asked. I nearly choked to death. I coughed so hard I spewed milk from my nostrils and vice-principle Adams had to slap me on the back to help me get my breath. Billy didn't seem too flummoxed by the whole episode, but, then, Billy is a Waltrup. "I'd like to go," I squeaked. "That's what Miss Larkin said. I'm planning to go, too." "Good," I said. I couldn't be more eloquent than that because I was about as lost as you can get in those blue, blue eyes and my heart was jumping out of my throat. Billy saluted and said, "See ya." Then he took those eyes and sat with his friends. I sat there the longest time trying to get some hitch back into my knees. Funny how, one minute I had about decided I wouldn't go to Paris after all-especially if it |