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