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`` Not smart enough , '' retorted Mary Gowd , `` or I should n't be here . '' The two stood up as Tweetie came toward them from the lift . Tweetie pouted again at sight of Mary Gowd , but the pout cleared as Blue Cape , his arrangements completed , stood in the doorway , splendid hat in hand . It was ten o'clock when the three returned from Tivoli and the Colosseum -- Mary Gowd silent and shabbier than ever from the dust of the road ; Blue Cape smiling ; Tweetie frankly pettish . Pa and Ma Gregg were listening to the after-dinner concert in the foyer . `` 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 .