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She
had
noticed
before
that
the
pieces
at
Board
One
were
different
.
They
were
solid
wooden
ones
like
Mr
.
Ganz
’
s
and
not
the
hollow
plastic
pieces
that
sat
on
the
other
boards
at
the
tournament
.
When
she
walked
by
the
table
in
the
empty
room
at
ten
-
thirty
she
reached
out
and
picked
up
the
white
king
.
It
was
satisfyingly
heavy
,
with
a
solid
lead
weight
and
green
felt
on
the
bottom
.
She
placed
the
piece
on
its
home
square
,
stepped
back
over
the
velvet
rope
and
walked
to
the
girls
’
room
.
She
washed
her
face
for
the
third
time
that
day
,
tightened
her
sanitary
belt
,
combed
her
bangs
and
went
back
to
the
gymnasium
.
More
players
had
come
in
.
She
stuffed
her
hands
into
the
pockets
of
her
skirt
so
that
no
one
could
see
they
were
trembling
.
When
eleven
o
’
clock
came
she
was
ready
behind
the
white
pieces
at
Board
One
.
Boards
Two
and
Three
had
already
started
their
games
.
Sizemore
was
at
Board
Two
.
She
didn
’
t
recognize
the
others
.
Ten
minutes
passed
,
and
Beltik
did
not
appear
.
The
tournament
director
in
the
white
shirt
climbed
over
and
stood
near
Beth
for
a
minute
.
“
Hasn
’
t
shown
yet
?
”
he
said
softly
.
Beth
shook
her
head
.
“
Make
your
move
and
punch
the
clock
”
the
director
whispered
.
“
You
should
have
done
it
at
eleven
.
”
That
annoyed
her
.
No
one
had
told
her
about
that
.
She
moved
pawn
to
king
four
and
started
Beltik
’
s
clock
.
It
was
ten
more
minutes
before
Beltik
came
in
.
Beth
’
s
stomach
hurt
and
her
eyes
smarted
.
Beltik
looked
casual
and
relaxed
,
wearing
a
bright
-
red
shirt
and
tan
corduroy
pants
.
“
Sorry
,
”
he
said
in
a
normal
voice
.
“
Extra
cup
of
coffee
.
”
The
other
players
looked
over
at
him
with
irritation
.
Beth
said
nothing
.
Beltik
,
still
standing
,
loosened
an
extra
button
on
his
shirt
front
and
held
out
his
hand
.
“
Harry
Beltik
,
”
he
said
.
“
What
’
s
your
name
?
”
He
must
know
what
her
name
was
.
“
I
’
m
Beth
Harmon
,
”
she
said
,
taking
his
hand
but
avoiding
his
eyes
.
