Okay, either this is the end of the book, or this is another time they thought a more accurate title, like "The Mystery of the Located Painting" wouldn't pop. It's the bicycles all over again. At least my obsession with footwear is free to continue. It seems Henry and Jessie are now firmly on the matching side, though on opposing matching the shirt or the pants factions. The younger ones are opting for simple generic will-never-match-anything shoes. And great-Grandma Alden wonders from her silent frame what has become of her once proud bloodline.