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“
I
know
.
”
He
shook
his
head
.
“
Helpless
.
It
all
goes
,
and
you
just
push
wood
.
”
She
stared
at
him
.
Chess
players
did
not
talk
so
easily
about
humiliations
,
did
not
admit
weakness
.
She
started
to
say
something
,
when
the
tournament
director
spoke
up
loudly
.
“
Play
will
begin
in
five
minutes
.
”
She
nodded
to
Benny
,
attempted
a
smile
,
and
found
her
table
.
There
wasn
’
t
a
face
over
a
chessboard
that
she
didn
’
t
know
from
hotel
ballrooms
where
tournaments
were
played
or
from
photographs
in
Chess
Review
.
She
herself
had
been
on
the
cover
six
months
after
Townes
took
her
picture
in
Las
Vegas
.
Half
the
other
players
here
on
this
campus
in
the
small
Ohio
town
had
been
on
the
cover
themselves
at
one
time
or
another
.
The
man
she
was
playing
now
in
her
first
game
,
a
middle
-
aged
master
named
Phillip
Resnais
,
was
on
the
cover
of
the
current
issue
.
There
were
fourteen
players
,
many
of
them
grandmasters
.
She
was
the
only
woman
.
They
played
in
some
kind
of
lecture
room
with
dark
-
green
blackboards
along
the
wall
at
one
end
and
fluorescent
lights
recessed
into
the
ceiling
.
There
was
a
row
of
large
institutional
windows
along
one
blue
wall
,
with
bushes
,
trees
and
a
wide
stretch
of
the
campus
visible
through
them
.
At
one
end
of
the
room
were
five
rows
of
folding
chairs
,
and
out
in
the
hallway
a
sign
announced
a
visitor
’
s
fee
of
four
dollars
per
session
.
During
her
first
game
there
were
about
twenty
-
five
people
watching
.
A
display
board
hung
above
each
of
the
seven
game
tables
,
and
two
directors
moved
silently
between
the
tables
,
changing
the
pieces
after
moves
had
been
made
on
the
real
boards
.
The
spectators
’
seats
were
on
a
wooden
platform
to
give
them
a
view
of
the
playing
surfaces
.
But
it
was
all
second
-
rate
,
even
the
university
they
were
playing
at
.
They
were
the
highest
-
ranked
players
in
the
country
,
assembled
here
in
a
single
room
,
but
it
had
the
feel
of
a
high
school
tournament
.
If
it
were
golf
or
tennis
,
Benny
Watts
and
she
would
be
surrounded
by
reporters
,
would
be
playing
under
something
other
than
these
fluorescent
lights
and
on
plastic
boards
with
cheap
plastic
pieces
,
watched
by
a
few
polite
middle
-
aged
people
with
nothing
better
to
do
.
Phillip
Resnais
seemed
to
take
it
all
seriously
,
but
she
felt
like
walking
out
.
She
did
not
,
however
.
When
he
played
pawn
to
king
four
,
she
pushed
up
her
queen
bishop
pawn
and
started
the
Sicilian
Defense
.
Now
she
was
in
the
middle
of
the
Rossolimo
-
Nimzovitch
Attack
,
getting
equality
on
the
eleventh
move
with
pawn
to
queen
three
.
It
was
a
move
she
had
gone
over
with
Beltik
,
and
it
worked
the
way
Beltik
said
it
would
work
.
By
the
fourteenth
move
she
had
him
on
the
run
,
and
by
the
twentieth
it
was
decisive
.
He
resigned
on
the
twenty
-
sixth
.
She
looked
around
her
at
the
other
games
,
all
of
them
still
in
progress
,
and
felt
better
about
the
whole
thing
.
It
would
be
good
to
be
U
.
S
.
Champion
.
If
she
could
beat
Benny
Watts
.
*
*
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