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“
How
does
it
feel
?
Being
a
girl
among
all
those
men
?
”
“
I
don
’
t
mind
it
.
”
“
Isn
’
t
it
frightening
?
”
They
were
sitting
facing
each
other
.
Miss
Balke
leaned
forward
,
looking
intently
at
Beth
.
Beth
shook
her
head
.
The
photographer
came
over
to
the
sofa
and
began
taking
readings
with
a
meter
.
“
When
I
was
a
girl
,
”
the
reporter
said
,
“
I
was
never
allowed
to
be
competitive
.
I
used
to
play
with
dolls
.
”
The
photographer
backed
off
and
began
to
study
Beth
through
his
camera
.
She
remembered
the
doll
Mr
.
Ganz
had
given
her
.
“
Chess
isn
’
t
always
‘
competitive
,
’
”
she
said
.
“
But
you
play
to
win
.
”
Beth
wanted
to
say
something
about
how
beautiful
chess
was
sometimes
,
but
she
looked
at
Miss
Balke
’
s
sharp
,
inquiring
face
and
couldn
’
t
find
the
words
for
it
.
“
Do
you
have
a
boyfriend
?
”
“
No
.
I
’
m
fourteen
.
”
The
photographer
began
snapping
pictures
.
