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第73部分（第3页）

Hallorann　snapped　the　radio　off。

*　*　*

He　did　make　it　to　Sidewinder；　although　he　was　four　and　a　half　hours　on　the

road　between　Estes　Park　and　there。　By　the　time　he　got　to　the　Upland　Highway　it

was　full　dark；　but　the　snowstorm　showed　no　sign　of　abating。　Twice　hed　had　to

stop　in　front　of　drifts　that　were　as　high　as　his　cars　hood　and　wait　for　the

plows　to　e　along　and　knock　holes　in　them。　At　one　of　the　drifts　the　plow　had

e　up　on　his　side　of　the　road　and　there　had　been　another　close　call。　The

driver　had　merely　swung　around　his　car；　not　getting　out　to　chew　the　fat；　but　he

did　deliver　one　of　the　two　finger　gestures　that　all　Americans　above　the　age　of

ten　recognize；　and　it　was　not　the　peace　sign。

It　seemed　that　as　he　drew　closer　to　the　Overlook；　his　need　to　hurry　became

more　and　more　pulsive。　He　found　himself　glancing　at　his　wristwatch　almost

constantly。　The　hands　seemed　to　be　flying　along。

Ten　minutes　after　he　had　turned　onto　the　Upland；　he　passed　two　signs。　The

whooping　wind　had　cleared　both　of　their　snow　pack　so　he　was　able　to　read　them。

SIDEWINDER　10；　the　first　said。　The　second：　ROAD　CLOSED　12　MILES　AHEAD　DURING

WINTER　MONTHS。

〃Larry　Durkin；〃　Hallorann　muttered　to　himself。　His　dark　face　was　strained　and

tense　in　the　muted　green　glow　of　the　dashboard　instruments。　It　was　ten　after

six。　〃The　Conoco　by　the　library。　Larry　—　〃

And　that　was　when　it　struck　him　full…force；　the　smell　of　oranges　and　the

thought…force；　heavy　and　hateful；　murderous：

（GET　OUT　OF　HERE　YOU　DIRTY　NIGGER　THIS　IS　NONE　OF　YOUR　BUSINESS　YOU

NIGGER　TURN　AROUND　TURN　AROUND　OR　WELL　KILL　YOU　HANG　YOU　UP　FROM

A　TREE　LIMB　YOU　FUCKING　JUNGLE…BUNNY　COON　AND　THEN　BURN　THE　BODY

THATS　WHAT　WE　DO　WITH　NIGGERS　SO　TURN　AROUND　NOW）

Hallorann　screamed　in　the　close　confines　of　the　car。　The　message　did　not　e

to　him　in　words　but　in　a　series　of　rebuslike　images　that　were　slammed　into　his

head　with　terrific　force。　He　took　his　hands　from　the　steering　wheel　to　blot　the

pictures　out。

Then　the　car　smashed　broadside　into　one　of　the　embankments；　rebounded；　slewed

halfway　around；　and　came　to　a　stop。　The　rear　wheels　spun　uselessly。

Hallorann　snapped　the　gearshift　into　park；　and　then　covered　his　face　with　his

hands。　He　did　not　precisely　cry；　what　escaped　him　was　an　uneven　huh…huh…huh

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