按键盘上方向键 ← 或 → 可快速上下翻页，按键盘上的 Enter 键可回到本书目录页，按键盘上方向键 ↑ 可回到本页顶部！
————未阅读完？加入书签已便下次继续阅读！
ost seven decades。〃 Jack supposed that this fussy little man's pride was justified； and then his original dislike washed over him again in a wave。
He said： 〃I see no connection between the Overlook's admittedly colorful history and your feeling that I'm wrong for the post； Mr。 Ullman。〃
〃One reason that the Overlook has lost so much money lies in the depreciation that occurs each winter。 It shortens the profit margin a great deal more than you might believe； Mr。 Torrance。 The winters are fantastically cruel。 In order to cope with the problem； I've installed a full…time winter caretaker to run the boiler and to heat different parts of the hotel on a daily rotating basis。 To repair breakage as it occurs and to do repairs； so the elements can't get a foothold。 To be constantly alert to any and every contingency。 During our first winter I hired a family instead of a single man。 There was a tragedy。 A horrible tragedy。〃 Ullman looked at Jack coolly and appraisingly。
〃I made a mistake。 I admit it freely。 The man was a drunk。〃 Jack felt a slow； hot grin…the total antithesis of the toothy PR grin… stretch across his mouth。 〃Is that it？ I'm surprised Al didn't tell you。 I've retired。〃
〃Yes； Mr。 Shockley told me you no longer drink。 He also told me about your last job 。 。 。 your last position of trust； shall we say？ You were teaching English in a Vermont prep school。 You lost your temper； I don't believe I need to be any more specific than that。 But I do happen to believe that Grady's case has a bearing； and that is why I have brought the matter of your 。 。 。 uh； previous history into the conversation。 During the winter of 1970…71； after we had refurbished the Overlook but before our first season； I hired this。 。 。 this unfortunate named Delbert Grady。 He moved into the quarters you and your wife and son will be sharing。 He had a wife and two daughters。 I had reservations； the main ones being the harshness of the winter season and the fact that the Gradys would be cut off from the outside world for five to six months。〃
〃But that's not really true； is it？ There are telephones here； and probably a citizen's band radio as well。 And the Rocky Mountain National Park is within helicopter range and surely a piece of ground that big must have a chopper or two。〃
〃I wouldn't know about that；〃 Ullman said。 〃The hotel does have a two…way radio that Mr。 Watson will show you； along with a list of the correct frequencies to broadcast on if you need help。 The telephone lines between here and Sidewinder are still aboveground； and they go down almost every winter at some point or other and are apt to stay down for three weeks to a month and a half。 There is a snowmobile in the equipment shed also。〃
〃Then the place really isn't cut off。〃 Mr。 Ullman looked pained。 〃Suppose your son or your wife tripped on the stairs and fractured his or her skull； Mr。 Torrance。 Would you think the place was cut off then？〃 Jack saw the point。 A snowmobile running at top speed could get you down to Sidewinder in an hour and a half 。 。 。 maybe。 A helicopter from the Parks Rescue Service could get up here in three hours 。 。 。 under optimum conditions。 In a blizzard it would never even be able to lift off and you couldn't hope to run a snowmobile at top speed； even if you dared take a seriously injured person out into temperatures that might be twenty…five below…or forty…five below； if you added in the wind chill factor。
〃In the case of Grady；〃 Ullman said； 〃I reasoned much as Mr。 Shockley seems to have done in your case。 Solitude can be damaging in itself。 Better for the man to have his family with him。 If there was trouble； I thought； the odds were very high that it would be something less urgent than a fractured skull or an accident with one of the power tools or some sort of convulsion。 A serious case of the flu； pneumonia； a broken arm； even appendicitis。 Any of those things would have left enough time。
〃I suspect that what happened came as a result of too much cheap whiskey； of which Grady had laid in a generous supply； unbeknownst to me； and a curious condition which the old…timers call cabin fever。 Do you know the term？〃 Ullman offered a patronizing little smile； ready to explain as soon as Jack admitted his ignorance； and Jack was happy to respond quickly and crisply。
〃It's a slang term for the claustrophobic reaction that can occur when people are shut in together over long periods of time。 The feeling of claustrophobia is externalized as dislike for the people you happen to be shut in with。 In extreme cases it can result in hallucinations and violence…murder has been done over such minor things as a burned meal or an argument about whose turn it is to do the dishes。〃 Ullman looked rather nonplussed； which did Jack a world of good。 He decided to press a little further； but silently promised Wendy he would stay cool。
〃I suspect you did make a mistake at that。 Did he hurt them？〃
〃He killed them； Mr。 Torrance； and then mitted suicide。 He murdered the little girls with a hatchet； his wife with a shotgun； and himself the same way。
His leg was broken。 Undoubtedly so drunk he fell downstairs。〃 Ullman spread his hands and looked at Jack self…righteously。
〃Was he a high school graduate？〃
〃As a matter of fact； he wasn't；〃 Ullman said a little stiffly。 〃I thought a； shall we say； less imaginative individual would be less susceptible to the rigors； the loneliness…〃
〃That was your mistake；〃 Jack said。 〃A stupid man is more prone to cabin fever just as he's more prone to shoot someone over a card game or mit a spur…of… the…moment robbery。 He gets bored。 When the snow es； there's nothing to do but watch TV or play solitaire and cheat when he can't get all the aces out。
Nothing to do but bitch at his wife and nag at the kids and drink。 It gets hard to sleep because there's nothing to hear。 So he drinks himself to sleep and wakes up with a hangover。 He gets edgy。 And maybe the telephone goes out and the TV aerial blows down and there's nothing to do but think and cheat at solitaire and get edgier and edgier。 Finally。 。 。 boom； boom； boom。〃
〃Whereas a more educated man； such as yourself？〃
〃My wife and I both like to read。 I have a play to work on； as Al Shockley probably told you。 Danny has his puzzles； his coloring books； and his crystal radio。 I plan to teach him to read； and I also want to teach him to snowshoe。
Wendy would like to learn how； too。 Oh yes； I think we can keep busy and out of each other's hair if the TV goes on the fritz。〃 He paused。 〃And Al was telling the truth when he told you I no longer drink。 I did once； and it got to be serious。 But I haven't had so much as a glass of beer in the last fourteen months。 I don't intend to bring any alcohol up here； and I don't think there will be an opportunity to get arty after the snow flies。〃
〃In that you would be quite correct；〃 Ullman said。 〃But as long as the three of you are up here； the potential for problems is multiplied。 I have told Mr。
Shockley this； and he told me he would take the responsibility。 Now I've told you； and apparently you are also willing to take the responsibility…〃
〃I am。〃
〃All right。 I'll accept that； since I have little choice。 But I would still rather have an unattached college boy taking a year off。 Well； perhaps you'll do。 Now I'll turn you over to Mr。 Watson； who will take you through the basement and around the grounds。 Unless you have further questions？〃
〃No。 None at all。〃 Ullman stood。 〃I hope there are no hard feelings； Mr。 Torrance。 There is nothing personal in the things I have said to you。 I only want what's best for the Overlook。 It is a great hotel。 I want it to stay that way。〃
〃No。 No hard feelings。〃 Jack flashed the PR grin again； but he was glad Ullman didn't offer to shake hands。 There were hard feelings。 All kinds of them。
》
BOULDER
She looked out the kitchen window and saw him just sitting there on the curb； not playing with his trucks or the wagon or even the balsa glider that had pleased him so much all the last week since Jack had brought it home。 He was just sitting there； watching for their shopworn VW； his elbows planted on his thighs and his chin propped in his hands； a five…yearold kid waiting for his daddy。
Wendy suddenly felt bad； almost crying bad。
She hung the dish towel over the bar by the sink and went downstairs； buttoning the top two buttons of her house dress。 Jack and his pride！ Hey no； Al； I don't need an advance。 I'm okay for a while。 The hallway walls were gouged and marked with crayons； grease pencil； spray paint。 The stairs were steep and splintery。 The whole building smelled of sour age； and what sort of place was this for Danny after the small neat brick house in Stovington？ The people living above them on the third floor weren't married； and while that didn't bother her； their constant； rancorous fighting did。 It scared her。 The guy up there was Tom； and after the bars had closed and they had returned home； the fights would start in earnest…the rest of the week was just a prelim in parison。 The Friday Night Fights； Jack called them； but it wasn't funny。 The woman…her name was Elaine…would at last be re