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Leaning
against
it
was
one
of
the
roque
mallets
from
the
equipment
shed
.
He
looked
at
it
for
a
long
time
.
Then
a
voice
much
deeper
and
much
more
powerful
than
Grady
’
s
,
spoke
from
somewhere
,
everywhere
…
from
inside
him
.
(
Keep
your
promise
,
Mr
.
Torrance
.
)
"
I
will
,
"
he
said
.
He
heard
the
fawning
servility
in
his
own
voice
but
was
unable
to
control
it
.
"
I
will
.
"
He
walked
to
the
chopping
block
and
put
his
hand
on
the
handle
of
the
mallet
.
He
hefted
it
.
Swung
it
.
It
hissed
viciously
through
the
air
.
Jack
Torrance
began
to
smile
.
