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Never　make　it　at　all。〃

〃I　have　to　try；〃　Hallorann　said；　calling　on　his　last　reserves　of　patience　to

keep　his　voice　normal。　〃There's　a　boy　up　there　—　〃

〃Boy？　Naw。　The　Overlook　closes　down　at　the　last　end　of　September。　No

percentage　keepin　it　open　longer。　Too　many　shit…storms　like　this。〃

〃He's　the　son　of　the　caretaker。　He's　in　trouble。〃

〃How　would　you　know　that？〃

His　patience　snapped。

〃For　Christ's　sake　are　you　going　to　stand　there　and　flap　y'jaw　at　me　the　rest

of　the　day？　I　know；　I　know！　Now　are　you　going　to　pull　me　back　on　the　road　or

not？〃

〃Kind　of　testy；　aren't　you？〃　the　driver　observed；　not　particularly　perturbed。

〃Sure；　get　back　in　there。　I　got　a　chain　behind　the　seat。〃

Hallorann　got　back　behind　the　wheel；　beginning　to　shake　with　delayed　reaction

now。　His　hands　were　numbed　almost　clear　through。　He　had　forgotten　to　bring

gloves。

The　plow　backed　up　to　the　rear　of　the　Buick；　and　he　saw　the　driver　get　out

with　a　long　coil　of　chain。　Hallorann　opened　the　door　and　shouted：　〃What　can　I　do

to　help？〃

〃Stay　out　of　the　way；　is　all；〃　the　driver　shouted　back。　〃This　ain't　gonna　take

a　blink；〃

Which　was　true。　A　shudder　ran　through　the　Buick's　frame　as　the　chain　pulled

tight；　and　a　second　later　it　was　back　on　the　road；　pointed　more　or　less　toward

Estes　Park。　The　plow　driver　walked　up　beside　the　window　and　knocked　on　the

safety　glass。　Hallorann　rolled　down　the　window。

〃Thanks；〃　he　said。　〃I'm　sorry　I　shouted　at　you。〃

〃I　been　shouted　at　before；〃　the　driver　said　with　a　grin。　〃I　guess　you're　sorta

strung　up。　You　take　these。〃　A　pair　of　bulky　blue　mittens　dropped　into

Hallorann's　lap。　〃You'll