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| Название книги | Сияние /на английском языке/ |
| Автор | Кинг |
| Год публикации | 2018 |
| Издательство | АСТ |
| Раздел каталога | Фантастика (ID = 165) |
| Серия книги | Эксклюзивное чтение на английском языке |
| ISBN | 978-5-17-101152-9 |
| EAN13 | 9785171011529 |
| Артикул | P_9785171011529 |
| Количество страниц | 960 |
| Тип переплета | мяг. |
| Формат | - |
| Вес, г | 1280 |
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СТИВЕН КИНГСИЯНИЕSTEPHEN KING THE SHININGЭ К С К Л Ю 3 И В Н О Е Ч Т Е Н И Е Н А А Н Г Л И Й С К О М Я 3 Ы К ЕМОСКВАИздательство ACTУДК 811.111(075)ББК 81.2Англ-9К 41Stephen King THE SHININGДизайн обложки Д.А. БобешкоПечатается с разрешения издательства Doubleday, an imprint of The Knopf Doubleday Group, a division of Penguin Random House, LLC.Grateful acknowledgment is made to the following for permission to reprint previously published material:Alfred Publishing Co., Inc: Excerpt from “Twenty Flight Rock,” words and music by Ned Fairchild and Eddie Cochran. Copyright © 1957 renewed by Unichappell Music Inc. and Elvis Presley Music Inc. All rights on behalf of Elvis Presley Music Inc. administered by Unichappell Music Inc. All rights reserved. Reprinted by permission of Alfred Publishing Co., Inc.Hal Leonard Corporation: Excerpt from “Bad Moon Rising,” words and music by John Fogerty. Copyright © 1969 by Jondora Music, copyright renewed. International copyright secured; excerpt from “Call Me (Come Back Home),” words and music by Willie Mitchell, Al Green and Al Jackson, Jr. Copyright © 1973 by Irving Music, Inc., Al Green Music, Inc. and Al Jackson, Jr. Music. Copyright renewed. All rights for Al Green Music, Inc. controlled and administered by Irving Music, Inc.All rights for Al Jackson Jr. Music administered by Bug Music. All rights reserved. Reprinted by permission of Hal Leonard Corporation.Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC: Excerpt from “Your Cheatin’ Heart” by Hank Williams, Sr.Copyright © 1951 by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC. All rights administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, 8 Music Square West, Nashville, TN 37203. All rights reserved. Reprinted by permission of Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC.Кинг, Стивен.К41The Shining / С. Кинг ; — Москва : ИздательствоАСТ, 2018. — 960 с. — (Эксклюзивное чтение на английском языке).ISBN 978-5-17-101152-9Джек Торренс устраивается на работу зимнего сторожа в горный отель «Овер- лук» и переезжает туда со своей семьей: женой Венди и пятилетним сыном Денни. Шикарный на первый взгляд отель имеет дурную славу: в нем происходят странные и жуткие вещи, с которыми героям предстоит столкнуться лицом к лицу.Текст произведения снабжен грамматическим комментарием и словарем, в котоУДК 811.111(075) ББК 81.2Англ-9ISBN 978-5-17-101152-9© Stephen King, 1977© ООО «Издательство АСТ», 2018THE SHINING by Stephen KingTh is is for Joe Hill King, who shines on.My editor on this book, as on the previous two, was Mr. William G. Th ompson, a man of wit and good sense.His contribution to this book has been large, and for it, my thanks.S.K.Some of the most beautiful resort hotels in the world are located in Colorado, but the hotel in these pages is based on none of them. The Overlook and the people asIt was in this apartment, also, that there stood ... a gigantic clock of ebony. Its pendulum swung to and fr o with a dull, heavy, monotonous clang; and when ... the hour was to be stricken, there came fr om the brazen lungs of the clock a sound which was clear and loud and deep and exceedingly musical, but of so peculiar a note and emphasis that, at each lapse of an hour, the musicians of the orchestra were constrained to pause ... to hearken to the sound; and thus the waltzers perforce ceased their evolutions; and there was a brief disconcert of the whole gay company; and, while the chimes of the clock yet rang, it was observed that the giddi... and [they] smiled as if at their own nervousness ... and made whispering vows, each to the other, that the next chim... there came yet another chiming of the clock, and then were the same disconcert and tremulousness and meditation as before.But in spite of these things, it was a gay and magnifi cent revel ...E. A. Poe“Th e Masque of the Red Death”Th e sleep of reason breeds monsters.GoyaIt’ll shine when it shines.Folk sayingPART ONEPREFATORY MATTERSChapter OneJOB INTERVIEWJack Torrance thought: Offi cious litt le prick.Ullman stood five-five, and when he moved, it was with the prissy speed that seems to be the exclusive domain of all small plump men. The part in his hair was exact, and his dark suit was sober but comforting. I am a man you can bring your problems to, that suit said to the paying customer. To the hired help it spoke more curtly: This had better be good, you. There was a red carnation in the lapel, perhaps so that no one on the street would mistake Stuart Ullman for the local undertaker.As he listened to Ullman speak, Jack admitted to himself that he probably could not have liked any man on that side of the desk—under the circumstances.Ullman had asked a question he hadn’t caught. That was bad; Ullman was the type of man who would filesuch lapses away in a mental Rolodex for later consid“I’m sorry?”“I asked if your wife fully understood what you would be taking on here. And there’s your son, of course.” He glanced down at the application in front of him. “Daniel. Your wife isn’t a bit intimidated by the idea?”“Wendy is an extraordinary woman.”“And your son is also extraordinary?”Jack smiled, a big wide PR smile. “We like to think so, I suppose. He’s quite self-reliant for a five-year-old.”No returning smile from Ullman. He slipped Jack’s application back into a file. The file went into a drawUllman stood up and went to the file cabinet in the corner. “Step around the desk, if you will, Mr. TorHe brought back five large sheets and set them down on the glossy walnut plane of the desk. Jack stood by his shoulder, very much aware of the scent of Ullman’s cologne. All my men wear English Leather or they wear nothing at all came into his mind for no reason at all, and he had to clamp his tongue between his teeth to keep in a bray of laughter. Beyond the wall, faintly, came the sounds of the Overlook Hotel’s kitchen, gearing down from lunch.“Top floor,” Ullman said briskly. “The attic. AbsoJack, who suspected that every hotel in the world had a rat or two, held his tongue.“Of course you wouldn’t allow your son up in the attic under any circumstances.”“No,” Jack said, and flashed the big PR smile again. Humiliating situation. Did this officious little prick actuUllman whisked away the attic floor plan and put it on the bottom of the pile.“The Overlook has one hundred and ten guest quarCould you at least spare the salestalk?But he kept quiet. He needed the job.Ullman put the third floor on the bottom of the pile and they studied the second floor.“Forty rooms,” Ullman said, “thirty doubles and ten singles. And on the first floor, twenty of each. Plus three linen closets on each floor, and a storeroom which is at the extreme east end of the hotel on the second floor and the extreme west end on the first. Questions?”Jack shook his head. Ullman whisked the second and first floors away.“Now. Lobby level. Here in the center is the registra“Only about the basement,” Jack said. “For the winter caretaker, that’s the most important level of all. Where the action is, so to speak.”“Watson will show you all that. The basement floor plan is on the boiler room wall.” He frowned impres...”He scrawled a note on a pad he took from his inner coat pocket (each sheet bore the legend From the Desk of Stuart Ullman in bold black script), tore it off, and dropped it into the out basket. It sat there looking lonesome. The pad disappeared back into Ullman’s jacket pocket like the conclusion of a magician’s trick. Now you see it, Jacky-boy, now you don’t. This guy is a real heavyweight.They had resumed their original positions, Ullman behind the desk and Jack in front of it, interviewer and interviewee, supplicant and reluctant patron. Ullman folded his neat little hands on the desk blotter and looked directly at Jack, a small, balding man in a banker’s suit and a quiet gray tie. The flower in his lapel was balanced off by a small lapel pin on the other side. It read simply staff in small gold letters.“I’ll be perfectly frank with you, Mr. Torrance. Albert Shockley is a powerful man with a large interest in the Overlook, which showed a profit this season for the first time in its history. Mr. Shockley also sits on the Board of Directors, but he is not a hotel man and he would be the first to admit this. But he has made his wishes in this caretaking matter quite obvious. He wants you hired. I will do so. But if I had been given a free hand in this matter, I would not have taken you on.”Jack’s hands were clenched tightly in his lap, working against each other, sweating. Offi cious litt le prick, offi cious litt le prick, offi cious—“I don’t believe you care much for me, Mr. Torrance. I don’t care. Certainly your feelings toward me play no part in my own belief that you are not right for the job. During the season that runs from May fifteenth to Septen people full-time; one for every room in the hotel, you might say. I don’t think many of them like me and I suspect that some of them think I’m a bit of a bastard. They would be correct in their judgment of my character. I have to be a bit of a bastard to run this hotel in the manner it deserves.”He looked at Jack for comment, and Jack flashed the PR smile again, large and insultingly toothy.Ullman said: “The Overlook was built in the years 1907 to 1909. The closest town is Sidewinder, forty miles east of here over roads that are closed from sometime in late October or November until sometime in April. A man named Robert Townley Watson built it, the grand“I wouldn’t be too proud of Harding and Nixon,” Jack murmured.Ullman frowned but went on regardless. “It proved too much for Mr. Watson, and he sold the hotel in 1915. It was sold again in 1922, in 1929, in 1936. It stood vacant until the end of World War II, when it was pur“I know the name,” Jack said.“Yes. Everything he touched seemed to turn to gold ... except the Overlook. He funneled over a million dolthrough its doors, turning a decrepit relic into a show“Roque?”“A British forebear of our croquet, Mr. Torrance. Croquet is bastardized roque. According to legend, Der“I wouldn’t doubt it,” Jack said gravely. A roque court, a topiary full of hedge animals out front, what next? A life-sized Uncle Wiggily game behind the equipment shed? He was getting very tired of Mr. Stuart Ullman, but he could see that Ullman wasn’t done. Ullman was going to have his say, every last word of it.“When he had lost three million, Derwent sold it to a group of California investors. Their experience with the Overlook was equally bad. Just not hotel people.“In 1970, Mr. Shockley and a group of his associates bought the hotel and turned its management over to me. We have also run in the red for several years, but I’m happy to say that the trust of the present owners in me has never wavered. Last year we broke even. And this year the Overlook’s accounts were written in black ink for the first time in almost seven decades.”Jack supposed that this fussy little man’s pride was justified, and then his original dislike washed over him again in a wave.He said: “I see no connection between the Overlook’s admittedly colorful history and your feeling that I’m wrong for the post, Mr. Ullman.”“One reason that the Overlook has lost so much money lies in the depreciation that occurs each winter. It shortens the profit margin a great deal more than you might believe, Mr. Torrance. The winters are fantastically cruel. In order to cope with the problem, I’ve installed a full-time winter caretaker to run the boiler and to heat different parts of the hotel on a daily rotating basis. To repair breakage as it occurs and to do repairs, so the elements can’t get a foothold. To be constantly alert to any and every contingency. During our first winter I hired a family instead of a single man. There was a tragedy. A horrible tragedy.”Ullman looked at Jack coolly and appraisingly.“I made a mistake. I admit it freely. The man was a drunk.”Jack felt a slow, hot grin—the total antithesis of the toothy PR grin—stretch across his mouth. “Is that it? I’m surprised Al didn’t tell you. I’ve retired.”“Yes, Mr. Shockley told me you no longer drink. He also told me about your last job ... your last position of trust, shall we say? You were teaching English in a Vermont prep school. You lost your temper, I don’t believe I need to be any more specific than that. But I do happen to believe that Grady’s case has a bearing, and that is why I have brought the matter of your ... uh, previous history into the conversation. During the winter of 1970-71, afterwe had refurbished the Overlook but before our first season, I hired this ... this unfortunate named Delbert Grady. He moved into the quarters you and your wife and son will be sharing. He had a wife and two daughters. I had reservations, the main ones being the harshness of the winter season and the fact that the Gradys would be cut off from the outside world for five to six months.”“But that’s not really true, is it? There are telephones here, and probably a citizen’s band radio as well. And the Rocky Mountain National Park is within helicopter range and surely a piece of ground that big must have a chop“I wouldn’t know about that,” Ullman said. “The hotel does have a two-way radio that Mr. Watson will show you, along with a list of the correct frequencies to broadcast on if you need help. The telephone lines between here and sidewinder are still aboveground, and they go down almost every winter at some point or other and are apt to stay down for three weeks to a month and a half. There is a snowmobile in the equipment shed also.”“Then the place really isn’t cut off.”Mr. Ullman looked pained. “suppose your son or your wife tripped on the stairs and fractured his or her skull, Mr. Torrance. Would you think the place was cut off then?”Jack saw the point. A snowmobile running at top speed could get you down to sidewinder in an hour and a half ... maybe. A helicopter from the Parks Rescue Service could get up here in three hours ... under optimumconditions. In a blizzard it would never even be able to lift off and you couldn’t hope to run a snowmobile at top speed, even if you dared take a seriously injured person out into temperatures that might be twenty-five below— or forty-five below, if you added in the wind chill factor.“In the case of Grady,” Ullman said, “I reasoned much as Mr. Shockley seems to have done in your case. Solitude can be damaging in itself. Better for the man to have his family with him. If there was trouble, I thought, the odds were very high that it would be something less urgent than a fractured skull or an accident with one of the power tools or some sort of convulsion. A serious case of the flu, pneumonia, a broken arm, even appendicitis. Any of those things would have left enough time.“I suspect that what happened came as a result of too much cheap whiskey, of which Grady had laid in a generous supply, unbeknownst to me, and a curious con“It’s a slang term for the claustrophobic reaction that can occur when people are shut in together over long periods of time. The feeling of claustrophobia is external
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