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Updated: May 23, 2025
He strolled back to the waiting group. From her seat Mary Gowd heard Mrs. Gregg's surprised exclamation, saw Tweetie's pout, understood Caldini's shrug and sneer. There followed a little burst of conversation. Then, with a little frown which melted into a smile for Blue Cape, Tweetie went to her room for motor coat and trifles that the long day's outing demanded. Mrs.
Henry Gregg smiled indulgently. "The young folks always run round alone at home. We've got our own car at home in Batavia, but Tweetie's beaus are always driving up for her in " Mary Gowd turned her head so that only Henry Gregg could hear what she said. "Step aside for just one moment. I must talk to you." "Well, what?" "Do as I say," whispered Mary Gowd.
"Was it romantic the Colosseum, I mean by moonlight?" asked Ma Gregg, patting Tweetie's cheek and trying not to look uncomfortable as Blue Cape kissed her hand. "Romantic!" snapped Tweetie. "It was as romantic as Main Street on Circus Day. Hordes of people tramping about like buffaloes. Simply swarming with tourists German ones. One couldn't find a single ruin to sit on. Romantic!"
And do they ever mingle with the that is, there was one of the blue capes here at tea yesterday " Papa Gregg laughed a great, comfortable laugh. "Oh, so that's where you were staring yesterday, young lady! I thought you acted kind of absent-minded." He got up to walk over and pinch Tweetie's blushing cheek.
Then he glanced over at the group again, with Blue Cape looking down so eagerly into Tweetie's exquisite face and Tweetie looking up so raptly into Blue Cape's melting eyes and Ma Gregg standing so placidly by. He turned again to Mary Gowd's earnest face. "Well, maybe you're right. They do seem to use chaperons in Europe duennas, or whatever you call 'em. Seems a nice kind of chap, though."
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