sperating　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　fort。

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　e　over　here；　please？〃

Jack　walked　over；　nodding　to　Wendy　and　Danny　that　the