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"
Fig
-
fig
,
madame
?
"
he
asked
,
still
rubbing
.
"
Dirty
peeotures
?
Unnatural
positions
?
"
As
they
went
through
the
arch
,
he
threw
one
glance
back
at
the
box
where
the
scrapbook
(
whose
?
)
was
hidden
.
With
the
light
out
it
was
only
a
shadow
.
He
was
relieved
that
he
had
gotten
Wendy
away
.
His
lust
became
less
acted
,
more
natural
,
as
they
approached
the
stairs
.
"
Maybe
,
"
she
said
.
"
After
we
get
you
a
sandwich
-
yeek
!
"
She
twisted
away
from
him
,
giggling
.
"
That
tickles
!
"
"
It
teekles
nozzing
like
Jock
Torrance
would
like
to
teekle
you
,
madame
.
"
"
Lay
off
,
Jock
.
How
about
a
ham
and
cheese
…
for
the
first
course
?
"
They
went
up
the
stairs
together
,
and
Jack
didn
’
t
look
over
his
shoulder
again
.
But
he
thought
of
Watson
’
s
words
:
Every
big
hotel
has
got
a
ghost
Why
?
Hell
,
people
come
and
go
…
Then
Wendy
shut
the
basement
door
behind
them
,
closing
it
into
darkness
.
