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“
Yes
.
”
“
I
have
gone
over
your
games
at
this
tournament
.
”
He
paused
.
“
You
are
a
marvel
,
my
dear
.
I
may
have
just
played
the
best
chess
player
of
my
life
.
”
She
was
unable
to
speak
.
She
stared
at
him
in
disbelief
.
He
smiled
at
her
.
“
You
will
get
used
to
it
,
”
he
said
.
The
game
between
Borgov
and
Duhamel
had
finished
sometime
earlier
,
and
both
men
were
gone
.
After
Luchenko
left
she
went
over
to
the
other
board
and
looked
at
the
pieces
,
which
were
still
in
position
.
The
Blacks
were
huddled
around
their
king
in
a
vain
attempt
to
protect
,
and
the
White
artillery
was
coming
at
its
corner
from
all
over
the
board
.
The
black
king
lay
on
its
side
.
Borgov
had
been
playing
White
.
Back
at
the
lobby
of
the
hotel
a
man
jumped
up
from
one
of
the
chairs
along
the
wall
and
came
smiling
toward
her
.
It
was
Mr
.
Booth
.
“
Congratulations
!
”
he
said
.
“
What
became
of
you
?
”
she
asked
.
He
shook
his
head
apologetically
.
“
Washington
.
”
She
started
to
say
something
but
let
it
pass
.
She
was
glad
he
hadn
’
t
been
bothering
her
.
