four in the morning
`` I 'll come back and take care of -- him , '' he said , jerking his head toward the room up-stairs . `` I got to go now -- this minute -- I got to go and tell my wife . I got to tell her what you 've said . '' At four in the morning Baldpate Inn , wrapped in the arms of winter , had all the rare gaiety and charm of a baseball bleechers on Christmas Eve . Looking gloomily out the window , Mr. Magee heard behind him the steps on the stairs and the low cautions of Quimby , and two men he had brought from the village , who were carrying something down to the dark carriage that waited outside . He did not look round . It was a picture he wished to avoid .