henri monchet! henri monchet happens to be the latest rage in paris! and, mark you, soon he'll be the rage in new york. well, i'm very impressed. good. now let's see if i am. what? let me see your painting. unh-unh. no, it's too late. it's already hanging in the gallery at the university. i told you i'd dropped it off when i came in. you mean it's going to appear in public before your own mother sees it? you bet. y. life with that mortal has made you completely thoughtless. [ ding! ] how's that? i got news. i think you hung it upside down. over easy anyhow. eggs make me hungry. let's eat. okay. better lock the door. oh. right. [ ding! ] hey. how did she get in? [ ding! ] [ ding! ] oh! my stars and satellites! it looks like she's painted it with a broom -- a whisk broom. well, we can do better than that. o wizards and warlocks of arts of the ages, o palettes of paint and classical sages, this dreadful still life -- just take it away [ ding! ] [ ding! ] [ ding! ] ah! well, that's more like it. [ ding! ] oh, fiddley-faddley, i almost forgot! [ ding! ] the