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She
had
a
small
private
room
in
a
dormitory
with
the
bathroom
down
the
hall
.
It
was
austerely
furnished
,
but
there
was
no
sense
of
anyone
else
’
s
having
lived
in
it
,
and
she
liked
that
.
For
the
first
several
days
she
took
her
meals
alone
in
the
cafeteria
and
spent
the
evenings
either
at
the
desk
in
her
room
or
in
bed
,
studying
.
She
had
brought
a
suitcase
full
of
chess
books
with
her
.
They
were
lined
up
neatly
at
the
back
of
the
desk
.
She
had
also
brought
tranquilizers
,
just
in
case
,
but
she
did
not
even
open
the
bottle
during
the
first
week
.
Her
one
game
a
day
went
smoothly
,
and
although
some
of
them
lasted
three
or
four
hours
and
were
grueling
,
she
was
never
in
danger
of
losing
.
As
time
went
on
,
the
other
players
looked
at
her
with
more
and
more
respect
.
She
felt
serious
,
professional
,
sufficient
.
Benny
Watts
was
doing
as
well
as
she
.
The
games
were
printed
up
every
night
from
a
Xerox
in
the
college
library
,
and
copies
were
given
to
the
players
and
spectators
.
She
went
over
them
in
the
evenings
and
mornings
,
playing
some
out
on
her
board
but
going
through
most
of
them
in
her
head
.
She
always
took
the
trouble
to
set
up
the
game
Benny
had
played
and
actually
move
the
pieces
,
carefully
studying
the
way
he
had
played
it
.
In
a
round
robin
each
player
met
each
of
the
others
one
time
;
she
would
meet
Benny
in
the
eleventh
game
.
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Since
there
were
thirteen
games
and
the
tournament
lasted
two
weeks
,
there
was
one
day
off
—
the
first
Sunday
.
She
slept
late
that
morning
,
stayed
a
long
time
in
the
shower
,
and
then
took
a
long
walk
around
the
campus
.
It
was
very
tranquil
,
with
well
-
mowed
lawns
and
elm
trees
and
an
occasional
patch
of
flowers
—
a
serene
Midwestern
Sunday
morning
,
but
she
missed
the
competition
of
the
match
.
She
momentarily
considered
walking
into
the
town
,
where
she
had
heard
there
were
a
dozen
places
to
drink
beer
,
but
thought
better
of
it
.
She
did
not
want
to
erode
any
more
brain
cells
.
She
looked
at
her
watch
;
it
was
eleven
o
’
clock
.
She
headed
for
the
Student
Union
Building
,
where
the
cafeteria
was
.
She
would
get
some
coffee
.
There
was
a
pleasant
wood
-
paneled
lounge
on
the
main
floor
.
When
she
came
in
,
Benny
Watts
was
sitting
on
a
beige
corduroy
sofa
at
the
far
end
of
it
with
a
chessboard
and
clock
on
the
table
in
front
of
him
.
Two
other
players
were
standing
nearby
,
and
he
was
smiling
at
them
,
explaining
something
about
the
game
in
front
of
him
.
She
had
started
downstairs
for
the
cafeteria
when
Benny
’
s
voice
called
to
her
.
“
Come
on
over
.
”
She
hesitated
,
turned
and
walked
over
.
She
recognized
the
other
two
players
at
once
;
one
of
them
she
had
beaten
two
days
before
with
the
Queen
’
s
Gambit
.
“
Look
at
this
,
Beth
,
”
Benny
said
,
pointing
to
the
board
.
“
White
’
s
move
.
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What
would
you
do
?
”
She
looked
at
it
a
moment
.
“
The
Lopez
?
”
“
That
’
s
right
.
”