Bela Grabo clenched his fists and bit his teeth. Even _the Machine_ was
being sorry for him!
He stiffly walked out of the hall. It was a long, long walk.
V
Adjournment time neared. Serek, the exchange down but with considerable
time on his clock, sealed his forty-sixth move against Sherevsky and
handed the envelope to Vanderhoef. It would be opened when the game was
resumed at the morning session. Dr. Krakatower studied the position on
his board and then quietly tipped over his king. He sat there for a
moment as if he hadn't the strength to rise. Then he shook himself a
little, smiled, got up, clasped hands briefly with Lysmov and wandered
over to watch the Angler-Jal game.
Jandorf had resigned his game to Votbinnik some minutes ago, rather
more surlily.
After a while Angler sealed a move, handing it to Vanderhoef with a
grin just as the little red flag dropped on his clock, indicating he'd
used every second of his time.
Up in the stands Sandra worked her shoulders to get a kink out of her
back. She'd noticed several newsmen hurrying off to report in the
Machine's first win. She was thankful that her job was limited to
special articles.
"Chess is a pretty intense game," she remarked to Dave.