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–
the
hallway
,
crouched
in
the
hallway
,
and
he
had
made
a
wrong
turn
,
trying
to
get
back
to
the
stairs
he
had
made
a
wrong
turn
and
now
AND
NOW
-
–
he
saw
he
was
in
the
short
dead
-
end
corridor
that
led
only
to
the
Presidential
Suite
and
the
booming
sound
was
coming
closer
,
the
roque
mallet
whistling
savagely
through
the
air
,
the
head
of
it
embedding
itself
into
the
wall
,
cutting
the
silk
paper
,
letting
out
small
puffs
of
plaster
dust
.
(
Goddammit
,
come
out
here
!
Take
your
)
But
there
was
another
figure
in
the
hallway
.
Slouched
nonchalantly
against
the
wall
just
behind
him
.
Like
a
ghost
.
No
,
not
a
ghost
,
but
all
dressed
in
white
.
Dressed
in
whites
.
(
I
’
ll
find
you
,
you
goddam
little
whoremastering
RUNT
!
)
Danny
cringed
back
from
the
sound
.
Coming
up
the
main
third
-
floor
hall
now
.
Soon
the
owner
of
that
voice
would
round
the
corner
.
(
Come
here
!
Come
here
,
you
little
shit
!
)
The
figure
dressed
in
white
straightened
up
a
little
,
removed
a
cigarette
from
the
corner
of
his
mouth
,
and
plucked
a
shred
of
tobacco
from
his
full
lower
lip
.
It
was
Hallorann
,
Danny
saw
.
Dressed
in
his
cook
’
s
whites
instead
of
the
blue
suit
he
had
been
wearing
on
closing
day
.
"
If
there
is
trouble
,
"
Hallorann
said
,
"
you
give
a
call
.
A
big
loud
holler
like
the
one
that
knocked
me
back
a
few
minutes
ago
.
I
might
hear
you
even
way
down
in
Florida
.
And
if
I
do
,
I
’
ll
come
on
the
run
.
I
’
ll
come
on
the
run
.
I
’
ll
come
on
the
-
"
