" It talks about the orphanage." Beth had bought her own copy.
"And it gives one of my games. But it's mostly about my being a girl."
" Well, you are one."
"It shouldn't be that important, "Beth said."They didn't print half the things I told them. They didn't tell about Mr. Shaibel. They didn't say anything about how I play the Sicilian."
" But, Beth, "Mrs. Wheatley said, "it makes you a celebrity!"
Beth looked at her thoughtfully," For being a girl, mostly,"she said. (查看原文)
Listening to the two of them, she had felt something unpleasant and familiar: the sense that chess was a thing between men, and she was an outsider. She hated the feeling. (查看原文)
The chessboard and pieces weren’t there, but the table he had played on still sat by the furnace, and his unpainted chair was still in position. The bare bulb over it was on. She stood looking down at the table. Then she seated herself thoughtfully in Mr. Shaibel’s chair and looked up and saw something she had not seen before.
Behind the place where she used to sit to play was a kind of rough partition made of unplanned wooden boards nailed to two-by-fours. A calendar used to hang there, with scenes from Bavaria above the sheets for the months. Now the calendar was gone and the entire partition was covered with photographs and clippings and covers from Chess Review, each of them neatly taped to the wood and covered with clear plastic to keep it clean and free of dust—the only thing in thi... (查看原文)
