"Just a second, dearie." Mrs. Paiwonski prayed mightily for guidance - wished that she were a preacher... or had even the gift of gab of a talker.  Well, her pictures would just have to speak for themselves - and they would; that was why George had put them there. "Now this is what I've got to show the marks... this and my snakes, but this is more important.  Have either one of you ever looked, really looked, at my pictures?"