four-in-the-morning

Updated: May 18, 2025

How exactly the photographer had caught that half-wistful, half-impudent look, the chin tilted, the mouth curving into a smile. In a wave all my doubts had surged back upon me. Was this mere sentimentalism, a four-in-the-morning tribute to the pathos of the flying years, or did she really fill my soul and stand guard over it so that no successor could enter in and usurp her place?

P. G. (Pelham Grenville) Wodehouse - The Little Nugget