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Chapter 8
Sheloweredhereyesandwalkedpastthemintothesmallroom.Somemenwerewaitingtherewithcameras.Reporters.SheslippedbehindtheblackpiecesatBoardOne.Shestaredattheboardforamoment,heardthetournamentdirector’svoicesaying,“Playwillbegininthreeminutes,”andlookedup.
Borgovwaswalkingacrosstheroomtowardher.Hissuitfithimwell,withthetrouserlegsdrapingneatlyabovethetopsofhisshinedblackshoes.Bethturnedhereyesbacktotheboard,embarrassed,feelingawkward.Borgovhadseatedhimself.Sheheardthedirector’svoiceasiffromagreatdistance,“Youmaystartyouropponent’sclock,”andshereachedout,pressedthebuttonontheclockandlookedup.Hewassittingtheresolid,darkandheavy,lookingfixedlyattheboard,andshewatchedasifinadreamashereachedoutastubby-fingeredhand,pickedupthekingpawnandsetitonthefourthrank.Pawntokingfour.
Shestaredatitforamoment.ShealwaysplayedtheSiciliantothatopening—themostcommonopeningforWhiteinthegameofchess.Butshehesitated.Borgovhadbeencalled“MasteroftheSicilian”somewhereinajournal.Almostimpulsivelysheplayedpawntokingfourherself,hopingtoplayhimongroundthatwasfreshforbothofthem,thatwouldnotgivehimtheadvantageofsuperiorknowledge.Hebroughtouthisking’sknighttobishopthree,andshebroughtherstoqueenbishopthree,protectingthepawn.Andthenwithouthesitationheplayedhisbishoptoknightfiveandherheartsank.TheRuyLopez.Shehadplayeditoftenenough,butinthisgameitfrightenedher.