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"
Oh
,
nothing
much
.
"
"
For
nothing
much
it
sure
was
a
long
talk
.
"
He
shrugged
and
Wendy
saw
Danny
’
s
paternity
in
the
gesture
;
Jack
could
hardly
have
done
it
better
himself
.
She
would
get
no
more
out
of
Danny
.
She
felt
strong
exasperation
mixed
with
an
even
stronger
love
:
the
love
was
helpless
,
the
exasperation
came
from
a
feeling
that
she
was
deliberately
being
excluded
.
With
the
two
of
them
around
she
sometimes
felt
like
an
outsider
,
a
bit
player
who
had
accidentally
wandered
back
onstage
while
the
main
action
was
taking
place
.
Well
,
they
wouldn
’
t
be
able
to
exclude
her
this
winter
,
her
two
exasperating
males
;
quarters
were
going
to
be
a
little
too
close
for
that
.
She
suddenly
realized
she
was
feeling
jealous
of
the
closeness
between
her
husband
and
her
son
,
and
felt
ashamed
.
That
was
too
close
to
the
way
her
own
mother
might
have
felt
…
too
close
for
comfort
.
The
lobby
was
now
empty
except
for
Ullman
and
the
head
desk
clerk
(
they
were
at
the
register
,
cashing
up
)
,
a
couple
of
maids
who
had
changed
to
warm
slacks
and
sweaters
,
standing
by
the
front
door
and
looking
out
with
their
luggage
pooled
around
them
,
and
Watson
,
the
maintenance
man
.
He
caught
her
looking
at
him
and
gave
her
a
wink
…
a
decidedly
lecherous
one
.
She
looked
away
hurriedly
.
Jack
was
over
by
the
window
just
outside
the
restaurant
,
studying
the
view
.
He
looked
rapt
and
dreamy
.
The
cash
register
apparently
checked
out
,
because
now
Ullman
ran
it
shut
with
an
authoritative
snap
.
He
initialed
the
tape
and
put
it
in
a
small
zipper
case
.
Wendy
silently
applauded
the
head
clerk
,
who
looked
greatly
relieved
.
Ullman
looked
like
the
type
of
man
who
might
take
any
shortage
out
of
the
head
clerk
’
s
hide
…
without
ever
spilling
a
drop
of
blood
.
Wendy
didn
’
t
much
care
for
Ullman
or
his
officious
,
ostentatiously
bustling
manner
.
He
was
like
every
boss
she
’
d
ever
had
,
male
or
female
.
He
would
be
saccharin
sweet
with
the
guests
,
a
petty
tyrant
when
he
was
backstage
with
the
help
.
But
now
school
was
out
and
the
head
clerk
’
s
pleasure
was
written
large
on
his
face
.
It
was
out
for
everyone
but
she
and
Jack
and
Danny
,
anyway
.
"
Mr
.
Torrance
,
"
Ullman
called
peremptorily
.
"
Would
you
come
over
here
,
please
?
"
Jack
walked
over
,
nodding
to
Wendy
and
Danny
that
they
were
to
come
too
.
The
clerk
,
who
had
gone
into
the
back
,
now
came
out
again
wearing
an
overcoat
.
"
Have
a
pleasant
winter
,
Mr
.
Ullman
.
"
"
I
doubt
it
,
"
Ullman
said
distantly
.
"
May
twelfth
,
Braddock
.
Not
a
day
earlier
.
Not
a
day
later
.
"
"
Yes
,
sir
.
"
