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Miss
Balke
had
lighted
a
cigarette
.
She
leaned
forward
now
and
tapped
the
ashes
into
one
of
Mrs
.
Wheatley
’
s
ashtrays
.
“
Are
you
interested
in
boys
?
”
she
asked
.
Beth
was
feeling
more
and
more
uneasy
.
She
wanted
to
talk
about
learning
chess
and
about
the
tournaments
she
had
won
and
about
people
like
Morphy
and
Capablanca
.
She
did
not
like
this
woman
and
did
not
like
her
questions
.
“
I
’
m
interested
in
chess
mostly
.
”
Miss
Balke
smiled
brightly
.
“
Tell
me
about
it
,
”
she
said
.
“
Tell
me
how
you
learned
to
play
and
how
old
you
were
.
”
Beth
told
her
and
Miss
Balke
took
notes
,
but
Beth
felt
that
she
wasn
’
t
really
interested
in
any
of
it
.
She
found
as
she
went
on
talking
that
she
really
had
very
little
to
say
.
The
next
week
at
school
,
during
algebra
class
,
Beth
saw
the
boy
in
front
of
her
pass
a
copy
of
Life
to
the
girl
next
to
him
,
and
they
both
turned
and
looked
back
at
her
as
though
they
had
never
seen
her
before
.
After
class
the
boy
,
who
had
never
spoken
to
her
before
,
stopped
her
and
asked
if
she
would
autograph
the
magazine
.
Beth
was
stunned
.
She
took
it
from
him
and
there
it
was
,
filling
a
full
page
.
There
was
a
picture
of
her
looking
serious
at
her
chessboard
,
and
there
was
another
picture
of
the
main
building
at
Methuen
.
Across
the
top
of
the
page
a
headline
read
:
A
GIRL
MOZART
STARTLES
THE
WORLD
OF
CHESS
.
She
signed
her
name
with
the
boy
’
s
ball
-
point
pen
,
setting
the
magazine
on
an
empty
desk
.
When
she
got
home
,
Mrs
.
Wheatley
had
the
magazine
in
her
lap
.
She
began
reading
aloud
:
“
‘
With
some
people
chess
is
a
pastime
,
with
others
it
is
a
compulsion
,
even
an
addiction
.
And
every
now
and
then
a
person
comes
along
for
whom
it
is
a
birthright
.
Now
and
then
a
small
boy
appears
and
dazzles
us
with
his
precocity
at
what
may
be
the
world
’
s
most
difficult
game
.
But
what
if
that
boy
were
a
girl
—
a
young
,
unsmiling
girl
with
brown
eyes
,
brown
hair
and
a
dark
-
blue
dress
?
“
‘
It
has
never
happened
before
,
but
it
happened
recently
.
In
Lexington
,
Kentucky
,
and
in
Cincinnati
.
In
Charleston
,
Atlanta
,
Miami
,
and
lately
in
New
York
City
.
Into
the
male
-
dominated
world
of
the
nation
’
s
top
chess
tournaments
strolls
a
fourteen
-
year
-
old
with
bright
,
intense
eyes
,
from
eighth
grade
at
Fairfield
Junior
High
in
Lexington
,
Kentucky
.
She
is
quiet
and
well
-
mannered
.
And
she
is
out
for
blood
…
’
It
’
s
marvelous
!
”
Mrs
.
Wheatley
said
.
“
Shall
I
read
on
?
”
“
It
talks
about
the
orphanage
.
”
Beth
had
bought
her
own
copy
.
“
And
it
gives
one
of
my
games
.
But
it
’
s
mostly
about
my
being
a
girl
.
”
