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He
seated
himself
behind
the
black
pieces
,
rubbed
his
hands
together
briskly
and
moved
his
king
pawn
to
the
third
square
.
He
punched
Beth
’
s
clock
smartly
.
The
French
Defense
.
She
had
never
played
it
.
She
didn
’
t
like
the
look
of
it
.
The
thing
to
do
was
play
pawn
to
queen
four
.
But
what
happened
if
he
played
the
same
?
Did
she
trade
pawns
or
push
one
of
them
forward
,
or
bring
out
her
knight
?
She
squinted
and
shook
her
head
;
it
was
difficult
to
picture
what
the
board
would
look
like
after
the
moves
.
She
looked
again
,
rubbed
her
eyes
,
and
played
pawn
to
queen
four
.
When
she
reached
out
to
punch
the
clock
she
hesitated
.
Had
she
made
a
mistake
?
But
it
was
too
late
now
.
She
pressed
the
button
hastily
and
as
it
clicked
down
Beltik
immediately
picked
up
his
queen
pawn
,
put
it
on
queen
four
and
slapped
down
the
button
on
his
clock
.
Although
it
was
difficult
to
see
with
her
usual
clarity
,
she
had
not
lost
her
sense
of
the
requirements
of
an
opening
.
She
brought
out
her
knights
and
involved
herself
for
a
while
in
a
struggle
for
the
center
squares
.
But
Beltik
,
moving
fast
,
nipped
off
one
of
her
pawns
and
she
saw
that
she
couldn
’
t
capture
the
pawn
he
did
it
with
.
She
tried
to
shrug
off
the
advantage
she
’
d
allowed
and
went
on
playing
.
She
got
her
pieces
off
the
back
rank
,
and
castled
.
She
looked
over
the
board
at
Beltik
.
He
seemed
completely
at
ease
;
he
was
looking
at
the
game
going
on
next
to
them
.
Beth
felt
a
knot
in
her
stomach
;
she
could
not
get
comfortable
in
her
seat
.
The
heavy
cluster
of
pieces
and
pawns
in
the
center
of
the
board
seemed
for
a
while
to
have
no
pattern
,
to
make
no
sense
.
Her
clock
was
ticking
.
She
inclined
her
head
to
look
at
its
face
;
twenty
-
five
minutes
were
gone
,
and
she
was
still
down
by
a
pawn
.
And
Beltik
had
used
only
twenty
-
two
minutes
altogether
,
even
including
the
time
he
’
d
wasted
by
being
late
.
There
was
a
ringing
in
her
ears
,
and
the
bright
light
in
the
room
hurt
her
eyes
.
Beltik
was
leaning
back
with
his
arms
outstretched
,
yawning
,
showing
the
black
places
on
the
undersides
of
his
teeth
.
She
found
what
looked
like
a
good
square
for
her
knight
,
reached
out
her
hand
and
then
stopped
.
The
move
would
be
terrible
;
something
had
to
be
done
about
his
queen
before
he
had
it
on
the
rook
file
and
was
ready
to
threaten
.
She
had
to
protect
and
attack
at
the
same
time
,
and
she
couldn
’
t
see
how
.
The
pieces
in
front
of
her
just
sat
there
.
She
should
have
taken
a
green
pill
last
night
,
to
make
her
sleep
.
Then
she
saw
a
move
that
looked
sensible
and
quickly
made
it
.
She
brought
a
knight
back
near
the
king
,
protecting
herself
against
Beltik
’
s
queen
.
He
raised
his
eyebrows
almost
imperceptibly
and
immediately
took
a
pawn
on
the
other
side
of
the
board
.
There
was
suddenly
a
diagonal
open
for
his
bishop
.
The
bishop
was
aimed
at
the
knight
she
’
d
wasted
time
bringing
back
,
and
she
was
down
by
another
pawn
.
At
the
corner
of
Beltik
’
s
mouth
was
a
sly
little
smile
.
She
quickly
looked
away
from
his
face
,
frightened
.
She
had
to
do
something
.
He
would
be
all
over
her
king
in
four
or
five
moves
.
She
need
to
concentrate
,
to
see
it
clearly
.
But
when
she
looked
at
the
board
,
everything
was
dense
,
interlocked
,
complicated
,
dangerous
.
Then
she
thought
of
something
to
do
.
With
her
clock
still
running
she
stood
up
,
stepped
over
the
rope
and
walked
through
the
small
crowd
of
silent
spectators
to
the
main
gym
floor
and
across
it
to
the
girls
’
room
.
There
was
no
one
there
.
She
went
to
a
sink
,
washed
her
face
with
cold
water
,
wet
a
handful
of
paper
towels
and
held
them
for
a
minute
to
the
back
of
her
neck
.
After
she
threw
them
away
she
went
into
one
of
the
little
stalls
and
,
sitting
,
checked
her
sanitary
napkin
.
It
was
okay
.
She
sat
there
relaxing
,
letting
her
mind
go
blank
.
Her
elbows
were
on
her
knees
,
her
head
was
bent
down
.
With
an
effort
of
will
she
made
the
chessboard
with
the
game
on
Board
One
on
it
appear
in
front
of
her
.
There
it
was
.
She
could
see
immediately
that
it
was
difficult
,
but
not
as
difficult
as
some
of
the
games
she
’
d
memorized
from
the
book
at
Morris
’
s
Book
Store
.
The
pieces
before
her
,
in
her
imagination
,
were
crisp
and
sharply
focused
.
