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It
was
as
complex
,
as
thoroughly
analyzed
,
as
the
Sicilian
,
and
there
were
dozens
of
lines
she
hardly
knew
,
except
for
memorizing
them
from
books
.
Someone
flashed
another
bulb
for
a
picture
and
she
heard
the
tournament
director
’
s
angry
whisper
not
to
disturb
the
players
.
She
pushed
her
pawn
up
to
rook
three
,
attacking
the
bishop
.
Borgov
pulled
it
back
to
rook
four
.
She
forced
herself
to
concentrate
,
brought
out
her
other
knight
,
and
Borgov
castled
.
All
this
was
familiar
,
but
it
was
no
relief
.
She
now
had
to
decide
to
play
either
the
open
variation
or
the
closed
.
She
glanced
up
at
Borgov
’
s
face
and
then
back
at
the
board
.
She
took
his
pawn
with
her
knight
,
starting
the
open
.
He
played
pawn
to
queen
four
,
as
she
knew
he
would
,
and
she
played
pawn
to
queen
knight
four
because
she
had
to
,
so
she
would
be
ready
when
he
moved
the
rook
.
The
chandelier
overhead
was
too
bright
.
And
now
she
began
to
feel
dismay
,
as
though
the
rest
of
the
game
were
inevitable
—
as
though
she
were
locked
into
some
choreography
of
feints
and
counterthreats
in
which
it
was
a
fixed
necessity
that
she
lose
,
like
a
game
from
one
of
the
books
where
you
knew
the
outcome
and
played
it
only
to
see
how
it
happened
.
She
shook
her
head
to
clear
it
.
The
game
had
not
gone
that
far
.
They
were
still
playing
out
tired
old
moves
and
the
only
advantage
White
had
was
the
advantage
White
always
had
—
the
first
move
.
Someone
had
said
that
when
computers
really
learned
to
play
chess
and
played
against
one
another
,
White
would
always
win
because
of
the
first
move
.
Like
tick
-
tack
-
toe
.
But
it
hadn
’
t
come
to
that
.
She
was
not
playing
a
perfect
machine
.
Borgov
brought
his
bishop
back
to
knight
three
,
retreating
.
She
played
pawn
to
queen
four
,
and
he
took
the
pawn
and
she
brought
her
bishop
to
king
three
.
She
had
known
this
much
back
at
Methuen
from
the
lines
she
memorized
in
class
from
Modern
Chess
Openings
.
But
the
game
was
ready
now
to
enter
a
wide
-
open
phase
,
where
it
could
take
unexpected
turns
.
She
looked
up
just
as
Borgov
,
his
face
smooth
and
impassive
,
picked
up
his
queen
and
set
it
in
front
of
the
king
,
on
king
two
.
She
blinked
at
it
for
a
moment
.
What
was
he
doing
?
Going
after
the
knight
on
her
king
five
?
He
could
pin
the
pawn
that
protected
the
knight
easily
enough
with
a
rook
.
But
the
move
looked
somehow
suspicious
.
She
felt
the
tightness
in
her
stomach
again
,
a
touch
of
dizziness
.
She
folded
her
arms
across
her
chest
and
began
to
study
the
position
.
Out
of
the
corner
of
her
eye
she
could
see
the
young
man
who
moved
the
pieces
on
the
display
board
placing
the
big
cardboard
white
queen
on
the
king
two
square
.
She
glanced
out
into
the
room
.
There
were
about
a
dozen
people
standing
there
watching
.
She
turned
back
to
the
board
.
She
would
have
to
get
rid
of
his
bishop
.
Knight
to
rook
four
looked
good
for
that
.
There
was
also
knight
to
bishop
four
or
bishop
to
king
two
,
but
that
was
very
complicated
.
She
studied
the
possibilities
for
a
moment
and
discarded
the
idea
.
She
did
not
trust
herself
against
Borgov
with
those
complications
.
To
put
a
knight
on
the
rook
file
cut
its
range
in
half
;
but
she
did
it
.
She
had
to
get
rid
of
the
bishop
.
The
bishop
was
up
to
no
good
.
Borgov
reached
down
without
hesitation
and
played
knight
to
queen
four
.
She
stared
at
it
;
she
had
expected
him
to
move
his
rook
.
Still
there
seemed
to
be
no
harm
in
it
.
Pushing
her
queen
bishop
pawn
up
to
the
fourth
square
looked
good
.
It
would
force
Borgov
’
s
knight
to
take
her
bishop
,
and
after
that
she
could
take
his
bishop
with
her
knight
and
stop
the
annoying
pressure
on
her
other
knight
,
the
one
that
sat
a
bit
too
far
down
the
board
on
king
five
and
didn
’
t
have
enough
flight
squares
for
comfort
.
Against
Borgov
,
the
loss
of
a
knight
would
be
lethal
.
She
played
the
queen
bishop
pawn
,
holding
the
piece
for
a
moment
between
her
fingers
before
letting
it
go
.
Then
she
sat
a
bit
farther
back
in
her
chair
and
drew
a
deep
breath
.
The
position
looked
good
.
Without
hesitation
Borgov
took
the
bishop
with
his
knight
,
and
Beth
retook
with
her
pawn
.
Then
he
played
his
queen
bishop
pawn
to
the
third
rank
,
as
she
thought
he
might
,
creating
a
place
for
the
nuisance
bishop
to
hide
.
She
took
the
bishop
with
relief
,
getting
rid
of
it
and
getting
her
knight
off
the
embarrassing
rook
file
.
Borgov
remained
impassive
,
taking
the
knight
with
his
pawn
.
His
eyes
flicked
up
to
hers
and
back
to
the
position
.
She
looked
down
nervously
.
It
had
looked
good
a
few
moves
before
;
it
did
not
look
so
good
now
.
The
problem
was
her
knight
on
king
five
.
He
could
move
his
queen
to
knight
four
,
threatening
to
take
her
king
’
s
pawn
with
check
,
and
when
she
protected
against
this
,
he
could
attack
the
knight
with
his
king
bishop
pawn
,
and
it
would
have
no
place
to
go
.
Borgov
’
s
queen
would
be
there
to
take
it
.
There
was
another
annoyance
on
her
queen
side
:
he
could
play
rook
takes
pawn
,
giving
up
the
rook
to
hers
only
to
get
it
back
with
a
queen
check
,
coming
out
a
pawn
ahead
and
with
an
improved
position
.
No
.
Two
pawns
ahead
.
She
would
have
to
put
her
queen
on
knight
three
.
Queen
to
queen
two
was
no
good
because
of
his
damned
bishop
pawn
that
could
attack
her
knight
.
She
did
not
like
this
defensiveness
and
studied
the
board
for
a
long
time
before
moving
,
trying
to
find
something
that
would
counterattack
.
There
was
nothing
.
She
had
to
move
the
queen
and
protect
the
knight
.
She
felt
her
cheeks
burning
and
studied
the
position
again
.
Nothing
.
She
brought
her
queen
to
knight
three
and
did
not
look
at
Borgov
.
