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He
bent
over
the
trunk
and
lifted
out
a
cardboard
box
,
clearly
heavy
,
tossed
the
hair
out
of
his
eyes
and
came
up
the
walk
.
The
box
said
HEINZ
TOMATO
KETCHUP
in
red
letters
;
it
was
open
at
the
top
and
filled
with
books
.
He
set
it
on
the
living
-
room
rug
and
unceremoniously
took
Mrs
.
Wheatley
’
s
magazines
from
the
coffee
table
and
slipped
them
into
the
magazine
rack
.
He
began
taking
books
out
of
the
box
one
at
a
time
,
reading
off
the
titles
and
piling
them
on
the
table
.
“
A
.
L
.
Deinkopf
,
Middle
Game
Strategy
;
J
.
R
.
Capablanca
,
My
Chess
Career
;
Fornaut
,
Alekhine
’
s
Games
1938
–
1945
;
Meyer
,
Rook
and
Pawn
Endings
.
”
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Some
of
them
were
books
she
had
seen
before
;
a
few
of
them
she
owned
.
But
most
were
new
to
her
,
heavy
-
looking
and
depressing
to
see
.
She
knew
there
were
a
great
many
things
she
needed
to
know
.
But
Capablanca
had
almost
never
studied
,
had
played
on
intuition
and
his
natural
gifts
,
while
inferior
players
like
Bogolubov
and
Grünfeld
memorized
lines
of
play
like
German
pedants
.
She
had
seen
players
at
tournament
after
their
games
had
ended
,
sitting
motionless
in
uncomfortable
chairs
oblivious
to
the
world
,
studying
opening
variations
or
middle
-
game
strategy
or
endgame
theory
.
It
was
endless
.
Seeing
Beltik
methodically
removing
one
heavy
book
after
another
,
she
felt
weary
and
disoriented
.
She
glanced
over
at
the
TV
:
a
part
of
her
wanted
to
turn
it
on
and
forget
chess
forever
.
“
My
summer
’
s
reading
,
”
Beltik
said
.
She
shook
her
head
irritably
.
“
I
study
books
.
But
I
’
ve
always
tried
to
play
it
by
ear
.
”
He
stopped
,
holding
three
copies
of
Shakhmatni
Byulleten
in
his
hands
,
their
covers
worn
with
use
,
frowning
at
her
.
“
Like
Morphy
,
”
he
said
,
“
or
Capablanca
?
”
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She
was
embarrassed
.
“
Yes
.
”
He
nodded
grimly
and
set
the
stack
of
bulletins
on
the
floor
by
the
coffee
table
.
“
Capablanca
would
have
beaten
Borgov
.
”