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Beth
had
been
very
sharp
for
the
past
several
days
,
and
she
played
with
unhesitating
precision
,
attacking
on
all
the
boards
at
once
.
She
beat
the
three
of
them
with
time
to
spare
.
When
it
was
over
,
Benny
didn
’
t
say
anything
.
He
went
to
the
bedroom
,
got
his
billfold
,
took
three
tens
out
of
it
and
handed
them
to
Beth
.
“
Let
’
s
do
it
again
,
”
Beth
said
.
There
was
a
bitterness
in
her
voice
;
hearing
the
words
,
she
knew
it
could
have
meant
sex
:
Let
’
s
do
it
again
.
If
this
was
what
Benny
wanted
,
this
was
what
he
would
get
.
She
began
setting
up
the
pieces
.
They
got
into
position
on
the
floor
,
and
Beth
played
the
whites
on
all
three
again
.
The
boards
were
fanned
out
in
front
of
her
so
that
she
didn
’
t
have
to
spin
around
to
play
them
,
but
she
found
herself
hardly
consulting
them
,
anyway
,
except
to
make
the
moves
.
She
played
from
chessboards
in
her
head
.
Even
the
mechanical
business
of
making
the
moves
and
punching
the
clocks
was
effortless
.
Benny
’
s
position
was
hopeless
when
his
clock
flag
fell
;
she
had
time
left
over
.
He
gave
her
another
thirty
,
and
when
she
suggested
trying
again
he
said
,
“
No
.
”
There
was
tension
in
the
room
,
and
no
one
knew
how
to
deal
with
it
.
Jenny
tried
to
laugh
about
it
,
saying
,
“
It
’
s
just
male
chauvinism
,
”
but
it
didn
’
t
help
.
Beth
was
furious
with
Benny
—
furious
at
him
for
being
easy
to
beat
and
furious
with
the
way
he
was
taking
it
,
trying
to
look
unmoved
,
as
though
nothing
affected
him
.
Then
Benny
did
something
surprising
.
He
had
been
sitting
with
his
back
straight
.
Suddenly
he
leaned
against
the
wall
,
pushing
his
legs
out
on
the
floor
,
relaxing
.
“
Well
,
kid
,
”
he
said
,
“
I
think
you
’
ve
got
it
.
”
And
everybody
laughed
.
Beth
looked
at
Jenny
,
who
was
sitting
on
the
floor
next
to
Wexler
.
Jenny
,
who
was
beautiful
and
intelligent
,
was
looking
at
her
with
admiration
.
*
*
*
Beth
and
Benny
spent
the
next
few
days
studying
Shakhmatni
Byulletens
,
going
back
to
the
nineteen
-
fifties
.
Every
now
and
then
they
would
play
a
game
,
and
Beth
always
won
it
.
She
could
feel
herself
moving
past
Benny
in
a
way
that
was
almost
physical
.
It
was
astounding
to
them
both
.
In
one
game
she
uncovered
an
attack
on
his
queen
on
the
thirteenth
move
and
had
him
laying
down
his
king
on
the
sixteenth
.
“
Well
,
”
he
said
softly
,
“
nobody
’
s
done
that
to
me
in
fifteen
years
.
”
“
Not
even
Borgov
?
”
