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behind　her　forever　in　Vermont；　as　if　worry　could　somehow　not　cross　state　lines。

She　didnt　like　what　the　Overlook　seemed　to　be　doing　to　Jack　and　Danny。

The　most　frightening　thing；　vaporous　and　unmentioned；　perhaps　unmentionable；

was　that　all　of　Jacks　drinking　symptoms　had　e　back；　one　by　one　。。。　all　but

the　drink　itself。　The　constant　wiping　of　the　lips　with　hand　or　handkerchief；　as

if　to　rid　them　of　excess　moisture。　Long　pauses　at　the　typewriter；　more　balls　of

paper　in　the　wastebasket。　There　had　been　a　bottle　of　Excedrin　on　the　telephone

table　tonight　after　Al　had　called　him；　but　no　water　glass。　He　had　been　chewing

them　again。　He　got　irritated　over　little　things。　He　would　unconsciously　start

snapping　his　fingers　in　a　nervous　rhythm　when　things　got　too　quiet。　Increased

profanity。　She　had　begun　to　worry　about　his　temper；　too。　It　would　almost　e　as

a　relief　if　he　would　lose　it；　blow　off　steam；　in　much　the　same　way　that　he　went

down　to　the　basement　first　thing　in　the　morning　and　last　thing　at　night　to　dump

the　press　on　the　boiler。　It　would　almost　be　good　to　see　him　curse　and　kick　a

chair　across　the　room　or　slam　a　door。　But　those　things；　always　an　integral　part

of　his　temperament；　had　almost　wholly　ceased。　Yet　she　had　the　feeling　that　Jack

was　more　and　more　often　angry　with　her　or　Danny；　but　was　refusing　to　let　it　out。

The　boiler　had　a　pressure　gauge：　old；　cracked；　clotted　with　grease；　but　still

workable。　Jack　had　none。　She　had　never　been　able　to　read　him　very　well。　Danny

could；　but　Danny　wasnt　talking。

And　the　call　from　Al。　At　about　the　same　time　it　had　e；　Danny　had　lost　all

interest　in　the　story　they　had　been　reading。　He　left　her　to　sit　by　the　fire　and

crossed　to　the　main　desk　where　Jack　had　constructed　a　roadway　for　his　matchbox

cars　and　trucks。　The　Violent　Violet　Volkswagen　was　there　and　Danny　had　begun　to

push　it　rapidly　back　and　forth。　Pretending　to　read　her　own　book　but　actually

looking　at　Danny　over　the　top　of　it；　she　had　seen　an　odd　amalgam　of　the　ways　she

and　Jack　expressed　anxiety。　The　wiping　of　the　lips。　Running　both　hands　nervously

through　his　hair；　as　she　had　done　while　waiting　for　Jack　to　e　home　from　his

round　of　the　bars。　She　couldnt　believe　Al　had　called　just　to　〃ask　how　things

were　going。〃　If　you　wanted　to　shoot　the　bull；　you　called　Al。　When　Al　called　you；

that　was　business。

Later；　when　she　had　e　back　downstairs；　she　had　found　Danny　curled　up　by　the

fire　again；　reading　the　second…grade…primer　adventures　of　Joe　and　Rachel　at　the

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