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Well
,
they
had
been
ingrates
,
all
of
them
,
himself
included
.
And
now
he
was
paying
the
price
;
his
own
son
had
turned
out
to
be
an
ingrate
,
too
.
But
there
was
hope
.
He
would
get
out
of
here
somehow
.
He
would
chastise
them
both
,
and
harshly
.
He
would
set
Danny
an
example
,
so
that
the
day
might
come
when
Danny
was
grown
,
a
day
when
Danny
would
know
what
to
do
better
than
he
himself
had
known
.
He
remembered
the
Sunday
dinner
when
his
father
had
caned
his
mother
at
the
table
…
how
horrified
he
and
the
others
had
been
.
Now
he
could
see
how
necessary
that
bad
been
,
how
his
father
had
only
been
feigning
drunkenness
,
how
his
wits
had
been
sharp
and
alive
underneath
all
along
,
watching
for
the
slightest
sign
of
disrespect
.
Jack
crawled
after
the
Triscuits
and
began
to
eat
them
again
,
sitting
by
the
door
she
had
so
treacherously
bolted
.
He
wondered
exactly
what
his
father
had
seen
,
and
how
he
had
caught
her
out
by
his
playacting
.
Had
she
been
sneering
at
him
behind
her
hand
?
Sticking
her
tongue
out
?
Making
obscene
finger
gestures
?
Or
only
looking
at
him
insolently
and
arrogantly
,
convinced
that
he
was
too
stupidly
drunk
to
see
?
Whatever
it
had
been
,
he
had
caught
her
at
it
,
and
he
had
chastised
her
sharply
.
And
now
,
twenty
years
later
,
he
could
finally
appreciate
Daddy
’
s
wisdom
.
Of
course
you
could
say
Daddy
had
been
foolish
to
marry
such
a
woman
,
to
have
handcuffed
himself
to
that
corpse
in
the
first
place
…
and
a
disrespectful
corpse
at
that
.
But
when
the
young
marry
in
haste
they
must
repent
in
leisure
,
and
perhaps
Daddy
’
s
daddy
had
married
the
same
type
of
woman
,
so
that
unconsciously
Jack
’
s
daddy
had
also
married
one
,
as
Jack
himself
had
.
Except
that
his
wife
,
instead
of
being
satisfied
with
the
passive
role
of
having
wrecked
one
career
and
crippled
another
,
had
opted
for
the
poisonously
active
task
of
trying
to
destroy
his
last
and
best
chance
:
to
become
a
member
of
the
Overlook
’
s
staff
,
and
possibly
to
rise
…
all
the
way
to
the
position
of
manager
,
in
time
.
She
was
trying
to
deny
him
Danny
,
and
Danny
was
his
ticket
of
admission
.
That
was
foolish
,
of
course
-
why
would
they
want
the
son
when
they
could
have
the
father
?
-
but
employers
often
had
foolish
ideas
and
that
was
the
condition
that
had
been
made
.
He
wasn
’
t
going
to
be
able
to
reason
with
her
,
he
could
see
that
now
.
He
had
tried
to
reason
with
her
in
the
Colorado
Lounge
,
and
she
had
refused
to
listen
,
had
hit
him
over
the
head
with
a
bottle
for
his
pains
.
But
there
would
be
another
time
,
and
soon
.
He
would
get
out
of
here
.
He
suddenly
held
his
breath
and
cocked
his
head
.
Somewhere
a
piano
was
playing
boogie
-
woogie
and
people
were
laughing
and
clapping
along
.
The
sound
was
muffled
through
the
heavy
wooden
door
,
but
audible
.
The
song
was
"
There
’
ll
Be
a
Hot
Time
in
the
Old
Town
Tonight
.
"
His
hands
curled
helplessly
into
fists
;
he
had
to
restrain
himself
from
battering
at
the
door
with
them
.
The
party
had
begun
again
.
The
liquor
would
be
flowing
freely
.
Somewhere
,
dancing
with
someone
else
,
would
be
the
girl
who
had
felt
so
maddeningly
nude
under
her
white
silk
gown
.
"
You
’
ll
pay
for
this
!
"
he
howled
.
"
Goddam
you
two
,
you
’
ll
pay
!
You
’
ll
take
your
goddam
medicine
for
this
,
I
promise
you
!
You
-
"
