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It
wasn
’
t
until
the
next
morning
that
she
got
her
call
returned
from
Washington
.
It
was
somebody
named
O
’
Malley
,
from
Cultural
Affairs
.
When
she
told
him
the
problem
,
he
went
on
about
how
excited
they
were
,
there
at
State
,
over
her
“
giving
the
Russians
a
jolt
at
their
own
game
.
”
He
asked
her
how
he
could
help
.
“
I
need
three
thousand
dollars
right
away
.
”
“
I
’
ll
see
what
I
can
do
,
”
O
’
Malley
said
.
“
I
’
ll
get
back
to
you
in
an
hour
.
”
But
it
was
four
hours
later
that
he
called
back
.
She
paced
around
the
kitchen
and
the
garden
and
made
a
quick
call
to
Anne
Reardon
,
who
was
to
be
the
chaperone
required
by
Christian
Crusade
.
Anne
Reardon
had
a
woman
’
s
rating
of
1900
or
so
and
at
least
knew
the
game
.
Beth
had
wiped
her
out
once
somewhere
out
West
,
practically
blasting
her
pieces
off
the
board
.
No
one
answered
the
phone
.
Beth
made
herself
coffee
and
leafed
through
some
copies
of
Deutsche
Schachzeitung
,
waiting
for
the
call
.
She
felt
almost
nauseated
at
the
way
she
had
let
the
Christian
Crusade
money
go
.
Four
thousand
dollars
—
for
a
gesture
.
Finally
the
phone
rang
.
It
was
O
’
Malley
again
.
No
dice
.
He
was
terribly
sorry
,
but
there
was
no
way
government
funds
could
be
handed
out
to
her
without
more
time
and
approval
.
“
We
’
ll
be
sending
one
of
our
men
with
you
,
though
.
”
“
Don
’
t
you
have
petty
cash
or
something
?
”
Beth
asked
.
“
I
don
’
t
need
funds
to
undermine
the
government
in
Moscow
.
I
just
need
to
take
some
people
to
help
me
.
”
“
I
’
m
sorry
,
”
O
’
Malley
said
.
“
I
’
m
really
sorry
”
After
hanging
up
,
she
went
back
out
into
the
garden
.
She
would
send
the
check
to
the
Washington
office
of
Intourist
in
the
morning
.
She
would
go
alone
,
or
with
whomever
the
State
Department
found
to
send
with
her
.
She
had
studied
Russian
,
and
she
would
not
be
totally
at
a
loss
.
The
Russian
players
would
speak
English
,
anyway
.
She
could
do
her
own
training
.
She
had
been
training
alone
for
months
.
She
finished
off
the
last
of
her
coffee
.
She
had
been
training
alone
for
most
of
her
life
.
They
had
to
sit
in
a
waiting
room
at
Orly
airport
for
seven
hours
,
and
when
the
time
came
to
board
the
Aeroflot
plane
,
a
young
woman
in
an
olive
-
drab
uniform
had
to
stamp
everybody
’
s
ticket
and
study
everybody
’
s
passport
while
Beth
and
Mr
.
Booth
waited
at
the
back
of
the
line
for
another
hour
.
But
it
cheered
her
a
bit
when
she
finally
got
to
the
head
of
the
line
and
the
woman
said
,
“
The
chess
champion
!
”
and
smiled
broadly
at
her
with
a
surprising
lightening
of
her
features
.
When
Beth
smiled
back
at
her
,
the
woman
said
,
“
Good
luck
!
”
as
though
she
really
meant
it
.
The
woman
was
,
of
course
,
Russian
.
No
official
in
America
would
have
recognized
Beth
’
s
name
.
