moment　later　there　were　running　footsteps　on　the　stairs。　Wendy　Torrance　at　first

shrank　back　against　him　and　then　began　to　stumble　down　the　main　corridor　to　the

stairs　as　fast　as　she　could。

〃Danny！　Danny！　Oh；　thank　God！　Thank　God！〃

She　swept　him　into　a　hug；　groaning　with　joy　as　well　as　her　pain。

（Danny。）

Danny　looked　at　him　from　his　mother's　arms；　and　Hallorann　saw　how　the　boy　had

changed。　His　face　was　pale　and　pinched；　his　eyes　dark　and　fathomless。　He　looked

as　if　he　had　lost　weight。　Looking　at　the　two　of　them　together；　Hallorann　thought

it　was　the　mother　who　looked　younger；　in　spite　of　the　terrible　beating　she　had

taken。

（Dick　—　we　have　to　go　—　run　—　the　place　—　it's　going　to）

Picture　of　the　Overlook；　flames　leaping　out　of　its　roof。　Bricks　raining　down

on　the　snow。　Clang　of　firebells　。。。　not　that　any　fire　truck　would　be　able　to

get　up　here　much　before　the　end　of　March。　Most　of　all　what　came　through　in

Danny's　thought　was　a　sense　of　urgent　immediacy；　a　feeling　that　it　was　going　to

happen　at　any　time。

〃All　right；〃　Hallorann　said。　He　began　to　move　toward　the　two　of　them　and　at

first　it　was　like　swimming　through　deep　water。　His　sense　of　balance　was　screwed；

and　the　eye　on　the　right　side　of　his　face　didn't　want　to　focus。　His　jaw　was

sending　giant　throbbing　bursts　of　pain　up　to　his　temple　and　down　his　neck；　and

his　cheek　felt　as　large　as　a　cabbage。　But　the　boy's　urgency　had　gotten　him

going；　and　it　got　a　little　easier。

〃All　right？〃　Wendy　asked。　She　looked　from　Hallorann　to　her　son　and　back　to

Hallorann。　〃What　do　you　mean；　all　right？〃

〃We　have　to　go；〃　Hallorann　said。

〃I'm　not　dressed　。。。　my　c