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It
was
good
to
forget
that
for
a
while
.
They
asked
about
Methuen
,
and
as
always
she
was
restrained
.
But
one
of
them
pressed
it
a
bit
,
and
she
found
herself
saying
,
“
They
stopped
me
from
playing
.
It
was
a
punishment
,
”
and
he
picked
up
on
that
immediately
.
It
sounded
Dickensian
,
he
said
.
“
Why
would
they
punish
you
like
that
?
”
Beth
said
,
“
I
think
they
were
cruel
on
principle
.
At
least
the
director
was
.
Mrs
.
Helen
Deardorff
.
Will
you
print
that
?
”
She
was
talking
to
the
man
from
Time
.
He
shrugged
.
“
That
’
s
for
the
legal
department
.
If
you
win
tomorrow
,
they
might
.
”
“
They
weren
’
t
all
cruel
,
”
she
said
.
“
There
was
a
man
named
Fergussen
,
some
kind
of
attendant
.
He
loved
us
,
I
think
.
”
The
man
from
UPI
who
had
interviewed
her
on
her
first
day
in
Moscow
spoke
up
.
“
Who
taught
you
to
play
if
they
didn
’
t
want
you
doing
it
?
”
“
His
name
was
Shaibel
,
”
she
said
,
thinking
of
that
wall
of
pictures
in
the
basement
.
“
William
Shaibel
.
He
was
the
janitor
.
”
“
Tell
us
about
it
,
”
the
woman
from
the
Observer
said
.
“
We
played
chess
in
the
basement
,
after
he
taught
me
how
.
”
Clearly
they
loved
it
.
The
man
from
Paris
-
Match
shook
his
head
,
smiling
.
“
The
janitor
taught
you
to
play
chess
?
”
“
That
’
s
right
,
”
Beth
said
,
with
an
involuntary
tremor
in
her
voice
.
“
Mr
.
William
Shaibel
.
He
was
a
damn
good
player
.
He
spent
a
lot
of
time
at
it
,
and
he
was
good
.
”
After
they
left
she
took
a
warm
bath
,
stretching
out
in
the
enormous
cast
-
iron
tub
.
Then
she
put
on
her
jeans
and
began
setting
up
the
pieces
.
But
the
minute
she
had
it
on
the
board
and
began
to
examine
it
,
all
the
tightness
came
back
.
