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...wore a blue pinstripe suit and a cheery look as he walked to the press-conference microphones. Before the questioning began, he had several announcements to make. For one thing, he and his wife thought it was awfully nice of France to let the U.S. have a look at Mona Lisa (see PEOPLE). Unimpressed, reporters doodled on their note pads. The President kept them doodling by turning to a "more physical side" and coming out strong for togetherness in athletics. He sounded urgent in his warning that rival U.S. amateur organizations must stop bickering or there...
...quietly in Paris, well cared for by doting Frenchmen, who used to value her at $10 million, now insure her for $100 million and really think she is priceless. Just the same, if high-level negotiations work out the details for her comfort, Leonardo da Vinci's enigmatic Mona Lisa will leave the Louvre next year for her first visit to the U.S. to tour the National Gallery of Art in Washington, the Metropolitan Museum of Art in Manhattan, and maybe make a quick side trip to California...
...dandy, who begs the wife to retract her "fantastic" story. She does, and the designer concedes that they only talked about going to bed together. At play's end, the husband is asking his wife, "That's the truth . . . isn't it?" She smiles a Mona Lisa smile. The truth, Pinter seems to say, is chemically unstable, shifting from person to person like solid-to-liquid-to-gas, and hence unknowable in any absolute state...
...taken seriously he is a laugh. Ben Smith is not salvageable on any terms. The new freedom he is supposed to find in art dealing is merely a change of directors. When Dealer Klebenau runs out of money, he will no doubt con poor Smith into stealing the Mona Lisa-for art's sake, of course...
...taking a 70-m.p.h. corner at 75-coming through it at the absolute limit of tire adhesion, with the nose pointed perfectly down the straightaway and the throttle flat on the floor. Then you feel like an artist who has spent his life trying to paint the smile of Mona Lisa, finally gets it right with a single flick of his brush, and says to the rest of the world, "There, you bastards, match that!" There are not many who can even come close to Britain's Stirling Moss as a racing driver. Pint-sized and profane...