two P.M. Wednesday
Miss Eleanora Gregg thought so too : in fact , she had thought so first . Her name was Eleanora , but her parents called her Tweetie , which really did not sound so bad as it might if Tweetie had been one whit less pretty . Tweetie was so amazingly , Americanly pretty that she could have triumphed over a pet name twice as absurd . The Greggs came to Rome , as has been stated , at two P.M. Wednesday . By two P.M. Thursday Tweetie had bought a pair of long , dangling earrings , a costume with a Roman striped collar and sash , and had learned to loll back in her cab in imitation of the dashing , black-eyed , sallow women she had seen driving on the Pincio . By Thursday evening she was teasing Papa Gregg for a spray of white aigrets , such as those same languorous ladies wore in feathery mists atop their hats . `` But , Tweet , '' argued Papa Gregg , `` what 's the use ?