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"
I
don
’
t
have
any
recollection
of
that
at
all
,
sir
.
"
His
glass
was
empty
.
Grady
plucked
it
from
Jack
’
s
unresisting
fingers
and
set
about
making
another
drink
for
him
.
There
was
a
small
white
plastic
bucket
on
his
cart
that
was
filled
with
olives
.
For
soave
reason
they
reminded
Jack
of
tiny
severed
heads
.
Grady
speared
one
deftly
,
dropped
it
into
the
glass
,
and
handed
it
to
him
.
"
But
you
-
"
"
You
’
re
the
caretaker
,
sir
,
"
Grady
said
mildly
.
"
You
’
ve
always
been
the
caretaker
.
I
should
know
,
sir
.
I
’
ve
always
been
here
.
The
same
manager
hired
us
both
,
at
the
same
time
.
Is
it
all
right
,
sir
?
"
Jack
gulped
at
his
drink
.
His
head
was
swirling
.
"
Mr
.
Ullman
-
"
"
I
know
no
one
by
that
name
,
sir
.
"
"
But
he
-
"
"
The
manager
,
"
Grady
said
.
"
The
hotel
,
sir
.
Surely
you
realize
who
hired
you
,
sir
.
"
"
No
,
"
he
said
thickly
.
"
No
,
I
-
"
"
I
believe
you
must
take
it
up
further
with
your
son
,
Mr
.
Torrance
,
sir
.
He
understands
everything
,
although
he
hasn
’
t
enlightened
you
.
Rather
naughty
of
him
,
if
I
may
be
so
bold
,
sir
.
In
fact
,
he
’
s
crossed
you
at
almost
every
turn
,
hasn
’
t
he
?
And
him
not
yet
six
.
"
