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He
had
a
folded
newspaper
under
his
arm
.
He
pulled
it
out
and
handed
it
to
her
.
It
was
Pravda
.
She
couldn
’
t
penetrate
the
boldface
Cyrillic
of
the
headlines
,
but
when
she
flipped
it
over
,
the
bottom
of
page
one
had
her
picture
on
it
,
playing
Flento
.
It
filled
three
columns
.
She
studied
the
caption
for
a
moment
and
managed
to
translate
it
:
“
Surprising
strength
from
the
U
.
S
.
”
“
Nice
,
isn
’
t
it
?
”
Booth
said
.
“
Wait
till
this
time
tomorrow
,
”
she
said
.
*
*
*
Luchenko
was
fifty
-
seven
,
but
Borgov
was
thirty
-
eight
.
Borgov
was
also
known
as
an
amateur
soccer
player
and
once
held
a
collegiate
record
for
the
javelin
throw
.
He
was
said
to
exercise
with
weights
during
a
tournament
,
using
a
gym
that
the
government
kept
open
late
especially
for
him
.
He
did
not
smoke
or
drink
.
He
had
been
a
master
since
the
age
of
eleven
.
The
alarming
thing
about
playing
over
his
games
from
Chess
Informant
and
Shakmatni
v
USSR
was
that
he
lost
so
few
of
them
.
But
she
had
the
white
pieces
.
She
must
hang
on
to
that
advantage
for
dear
life
.
She
would
play
the
Queen
’
s
Gambit
.
Benny
and
she
had
discussed
that
for
hours
,
months
before
,
and
finally
agreed
that
that
was
the
way
to
go
if
she
should
get
White
against
him
.
She
did
not
want
to
play
against
Borgov
’
s
Sicilian
,
much
as
she
knew
about
the
Sicilian
,
and
the
Queen
’
s
Gambit
was
the
best
way
to
avoid
it
.
She
could
hold
him
off
if
she
kept
her
head
.
The
problem
was
that
he
didn
’
t
make
mistakes
.
When
she
came
across
the
stage
to
an
auditorium
more
crowded
than
she
believed
possible
,
with
every
inch
of
the
aisles
filled
and
standees
packed
behind
the
back
row
of
seats
,
and
a
hush
fell
over
the
enormous
crowd
of
people
and
she
looked
over
to
see
Borgov
,
already
seated
,
waiting
for
her
,
she
realized
that
it
wasn
’
t
only
his
remorseless
chess
that
she
had
to
contend
with
.
She
was
terrified
of
the
man
.
She
had
been
terrified
of
him
ever
since
she
saw
him
at
the
gorilla
cage
in
Mexico
City
.
He
was
merely
looking
down
at
the
untouched
black
pieces
now
,
but
her
heart
and
breath
stopped
at
the
sight
of
him
.
There
was
no
sign
of
weakness
in
that
figure
,
motionless
at
the
board
,
oblivious
of
her
or
of
the
thousands
of
other
people
who
must
be
staring
at
him
.
He
was
like
some
menacing
icon
.
He
could
have
been
painted
on
the
wall
of
a
cave
.
She
walked
slowly
over
and
sat
at
the
whites
.
A
soft
,
hushed
applause
broke
out
in
the
audience
.
The
referee
pressed
the
button
,
and
Beth
heard
her
clock
begin
ticking
.
She
moved
pawn
to
queen
four
,
looking
down
at
the
pieces
.
She
was
not
ready
to
look
at
his
face
.
Along
the
stage
the
other
three
games
had
started
.
She
heard
the
movements
of
players
behind
her
settling
in
for
the
morning
’
s
work
,
the
click
of
clock
buttons
being
pushed
.
Then
everything
was
silent
.
Watching
the
board
,
she
saw
only
the
back
of
his
hand
,
its
stubby
fingers
with
their
coarse
,
black
hair
above
the
knuckles
,
as
he
moved
his
pawn
to
queen
four
.
She
played
pawn
to
queen
bishop
four
,
offering
the
gambit
pawn
.
The
hand
declined
it
,
moving
pawn
to
king
four
.
The
Albin
Counter
Gambit
.
He
was
resurrecting
an
old
response
,
but
she
knew
the
Albin
.
She
took
the
pawn
,
glanced
briefly
at
his
face
and
glanced
away
.
He
played
pawn
to
queen
five
.
His
face
had
been
impassive
and
not
quite
as
frightening
as
she
had
feared
.
She
played
her
king
’
s
knight
and
he
played
his
queen
’
s
.
The
dance
was
in
progress
.
She
felt
small
and
lightweight
.
She
felt
like
a
little
girl
.
But
her
mind
was
clear
,
and
she
knew
the
moves
.
His
seventh
move
came
as
a
surprise
,
and
it
was
clear
immediately
that
it
was
something
he
had
saved
to
spring
on
her
.
She
gave
it
twenty
minutes
,
penetrated
it
as
well
as
she
could
,
and
responded
with
a
complete
deviation
from
the
Albin
.
She
was
glad
to
get
out
of
it
and
into
the
open
.
They
would
fight
it
out
from
here
with
their
wits
.
