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Danny
’
s
brow
wrinkled
as
he
watched
the
bellboys
put
her
cases
into
the
trunk
.
She
was
looking
rather
sharply
at
the
man
in
the
gray
uniform
,
who
was
supervising
the
loading
.
Why
would
she
want
to
get
that
man
’
s
pants
?
Was
she
cold
,
even
with
that
long
fur
coat
on
?
And
if
she
was
that
cold
,
why
hadn
’
t
she
just
put
on
some
pants
of
her
own
?
His
mommy
wore
pants
just
about
all
winter
.
The
man
in
the
gray
uniform
closed
the
trunk
and
walked
back
to
help
her
into
the
car
.
Danny
watched
closely
to
see
if
she
would
say
anything
about
his
pants
,
but
she
only
smiled
and
gave
him
a
dollar
bill
-
a
tip
.
A
moment
later
she
was
guiding
the
big
silver
car
down
the
driveway
.
He
thought
about
asking
his
mother
why
Mrs
.
Brant
might
want
the
car
-
man
’
s
pants
,
and
decided
against
it
.
Sometimes
questions
could
get
you
in
a
whole
lot
of
trouble
.
It
had
happened
to
him
before
So
instead
he
squeezed
in
between
them
on
the
small
sofa
they
were
sharing
and
watched
all
the
people
check
out
at
the
desk
.
He
was
glad
his
mommy
and
daddy
were
happy
and
loving
each
other
,
but
he
couldn
’
t
help
being
a
little
worried
.
He
couldn
’
t
help
it
.
The
cook
didn
’
t
conform
to
Wendy
’
s
image
of
the
typical
resort
hotel
kitchen
personage
at
all
.
To
begin
with
,
such
a
personage
was
called
a
chef
,
nothing
so
mundane
as
a
cook
-
cooking
was
what
she
did
in
her
apartment
kitchen
when
she
threw
all
the
leftovers
into
a
greased
Pyrex
casserole
dish
and
added
noodles
.
Further
,
the
culinary
wizard
of
such
a
place
as
the
Overlook
,
which
advertised
in
the
resort
section
of
the
New
York
Sunday
Times
,
should
be
small
,
rotund
,
and
pasty
-
faced
(
rather
like
the
Pillsbury
Dough
-
Boy
)
;
he
should
have
a
thin
pencilline
mustache
like
a
forties
musical
comedy
star
,
dark
eyes
,
a
French
accent
,
and
a
detestable
personality
.
Hallorann
had
the
dark
eyes
and
that
was
all
.
He
was
a
tall
black
man
with
a
modest
afro
that
was
beginning
to
powder
white
.
He
had
a
soft
southern
accent
and
he
laughed
a
lot
,
disclosing
teeth
too
white
and
too
even
to
be
anything
but
1950
-
vintage
Sears
and
Roebuck
dentures
.
Her
own
father
had
had
a
pair
,
which
he
called
Roebuckers
,
and
from
time
to
time
he
would
push
them
out
at
her
comically
at
the
supper
table
…
always
,
Wendy
remembered
now
,
when
her
mother
was
out
in
the
kitchen
getting
something
else
or
on
the
telephone
.
Danny
had
stared
up
at
this
black
giant
in
blue
serge
,
and
then
had
smiled
when
Hallorann
picked
him
up
easily
,
set
him
in
the
crook
of
his
elbow
,
and
said
:
"
You
ain
’
t
gonna
stay
up
here
all
winter
.
"
"
Yes
I
am
,
"
Danny
said
with
a
shy
grin
.
"
No
,
you
’
re
gonna
come
down
to
St
.
Pete
’
s
with
me
and
learn
to
cook
and
go
out
on
the
beach
every
damn
evenin
watchin
for
crabs
.
Right
?
"
