Violet had finally decided that the smile thingie was the Moon, and the trail of bits was birds in flight, and the blob thingie was...just a blob. So...that was...(she thumbed through her book)--good news, and--fame and prosperity! That sounded pretty good--maybe it meant she was going to find out she was going to have a story published, at last! At any rate, this prediction sounded a lot better than I don't know, so she wrote it down, handed it in, and, saying "Goodbye, Professor!" gladly escaped one of her least favorite classes.