第71部分(第1/7 页)

purple　VW　model　with　the　monster　sticking　out　of　the　sun　roof　over　and　over　in

his　hands；　pulsively。

They　had　heard　Daddy's　batterings　at　the　door　all　the　way　across　the　lobby；

the　batterings　and　his　voice；　hoarse　and　petulantly　angry　in　a　weak…king　sort　of

a　way；　vomiting　promises　of　punishment；　vomiting　profanity；　promising　both　of

them　that　they　would　live　to　regret　betraying　him　after　he　had　slaved　his　guts

out　for　them　over　the　years。

Danny　thought　they　would　no　longer　be　able　to　hear　it　upstairs；　but　the　sounds

of　his　rage　carried　perfectly　up　the　dumb…waiter　shaft：　Mommy's　face　was　pale；

and　there　were　horrible　brownish　bruises　on　her　neck　where　Daddy　had　tried　to。。。

He　turned　the　model　over　and　over　in　his　hands；　Daddy's　prize　for　having

learned　his　reading　lessons。

（。。。　where　Daddy　had　tried　to　hug　her　too　tight。）

Mommy　put　some　of　her　music　on　the　little　record　player；　scratchy　and　full　of

horns　and　flutes。　She　smiled　at　him　tiredly。　He　tried　to　smile　back　and　failed。

Even　with　the　volume　turned　up　loud　he　thought　he　could　still　hear　Daddy

screaming　at　them　and　battering　the　pantry　door　like　an　animal　in　a　zoo　cage：

What　if　Daddy　had　to　go　to　the　bathroom？　What　would　he　do　then？

Danny　began　to　cry。

Wendy　turned　the　volume　down　on　the　record　player　at　once；　held　him；　rocked

him　on　her　lap。

〃Danny；　love；　it　will　be　all　right。　It　will。　If　Mr。　Hallorann　didn't　get　your

message；　someone　else　will。　As　soon　as　the　storm　is　over。　No　one　could　get　up

here　until　then　anyway。　Mr。　Hallorann　or　anyone　else。　But　when　the　storm　is

over；　everything　will　be　fine　again。　We'll　leave　here。　And　do　you　know　what