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The
tall
man
held
a
finger
to
his
lips
.
Then
he
said
softly
,
“
Beltik
’
s
the
young
one
.
”
That
was
a
surprise
.
The
Kentucky
State
Champion
looked
to
be
about
the
age
of
Fergussen
.
“
Is
he
a
grandmaster
?
”
“
He
’
s
working
on
it
.
He
’
s
been
a
master
for
years
.
”
“
Oh
,
”
Beth
said
.
“
It
takes
time
.
You
have
to
play
grandmasters
.
”
“
How
much
time
?
”
Beth
said
.
A
man
in
front
of
them
by
the
velvet
ropes
turned
and
stared
at
her
angrily
.
The
tall
man
shook
his
head
,
pursing
his
lips
for
silence
.
Beth
turned
back
to
the
ropes
and
watched
the
game
.
Other
people
came
in
and
the
room
began
to
fill
up
.
Beth
held
her
place
at
the
front
.
There
was
a
great
deal
of
tension
in
the
middle
of
the
board
.
Beth
studied
it
for
several
minutes
trying
to
decide
what
she
would
do
if
it
were
her
move
;
but
she
wasn
’
t
certain
.
It
was
Cullen
’
s
move
.
She
waited
for
what
seemed
an
awfully
long
time
.
He
sat
there
with
his
forehead
supported
by
clenched
fists
,
knees
together
under
the
table
,
motionless
.
Beltik
leaned
back
in
his
chair
and
yawned
,
looking
amusedly
at
Cullen
’
s
bald
head
in
front
of
him
.
Beth
could
see
that
his
teeth
were
bad
,
with
dark
stains
and
several
empty
spaces
,
and
that
his
neck
wasn
’
t
properly
shaved
.
Finally
Cullen
moved
.
He
traded
knights
in
the
center
.
There
were
several
fast
moves
and
the
tension
lessened
,
with
each
player
relinquishing
a
knight
and
a
bishop
in
trades
.
When
his
move
came
again
he
looked
up
at
Beltik
and
said
,
“
Draw
?
”
“
Hell
,
no
.
”
Beltik
said
.
He
studied
the
board
impatiently
,
screwed
up
his
face
in
a
way
that
looked
funny
,
smacked
a
fist
into
a
palm
,
and
moved
his
rook
down
to
the
seventh
rank
.
Beth
liked
the
move
,
and
she
liked
the
way
Beltik
picked
up
his
pieces
firmly
and
set
them
down
with
a
tiny
graceful
flourish
.
In
five
more
moves
Cullen
resigned
.
He
was
down
by
two
pawns
,
his
remaining
bishop
was
locked
into
the
back
rank
,
and
the
time
on
his
clock
was
almost
up
.
He
toppled
his
king
with
a
kind
of
elegant
disdain
,
reached
over
and
gave
a
hasty
handshake
to
Beltik
,
stood
up
and
stepped
over
the
rope
,
brushing
past
Beth
,
and
left
the
room
.
Beltik
stood
and
stretched
.
Beth
looked
at
him
standing
over
the
board
with
the
toppled
king
,
and
something
in
her
swelled
with
excitement
.
She
felt
goose
bumps
on
her
arms
and
legs
.
