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"
What
were
you
two
arguing
about
,
before
?
"
asked
Shadow
.
Czernobog
raised
a
craggy
eyebrow
.
"
Your
master
wants
me
to
come
with
him
.
To
help
him
with
his
nonsense
.
I
would
rather
die
.
"
"
You
want
to
bet
?
Okay
.
If
I
win
,
you
come
with
us
.
"
The
old
man
pursed
his
lips
.
"
Perhaps
,
"
he
said
.
"
But
only
if
you
take
my
forfeit
,
when
you
lose
.
"
"
And
that
would
be
?
"
There
was
no
change
in
Czernobog
’
s
expression
.
"
If
I
win
,
I
get
to
knock
your
brains
out
.
With
the
sledgehammer
.
First
you
go
down
on
your
knees
.
Then
I
hit
you
a
blow
with
it
,
so
you
don
’
t
get
up
again
.
"
Shadow
looked
at
the
man
’
s
old
face
,
trying
to
read
him
.
He
was
not
joking
,
Shadow
was
certain
of
that
:
there
was
a
hunger
there
for
something
,
for
pain
,
or
death
,
or
retribution
.
Wednesday
closed
the
Reader
’
s
Digest
.
"
This
is
ridiculous
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
was
wrong
to
come
here
.
Shadow
,
we
’
re
leaving
.
"
The
gray
cat
,
disturbed
,
got
to
its
feet
and
stepped
onto
the
table
beside
the
checkers
game
.
If
stared
at
the
pieces
,
then
leapt
down
onto
the
floor
and
,
tail
held
high
,
it
stalked
from
the
room
.
"
No
,
"
said
Shadow
.
He
was
not
scared
of
dying
.
After
all
,
it
was
not
as
if
he
had
anything
to
live
for
.
’
It
’
s
fine
.
I
accept
.
If
you
win
the
game
,
you
get
the
chance
to
knock
my
brains
out
with
one
blow
of
your
sledgehammer
,
"
and
he
moved
his
next
white
piece
to
the
adjoining
square
on
the
edge
of
the
board
.
Nothing
more
was
said
,
but
Wednesday
did
not
pick
up
his
Reader
’
s
Digest
again
.
He
watched
the
game
with
his
glass
eye
and
his
true
eye
,
with
an
expression
that
betrayed
nothing
.
