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Chess secrets and techniques is a chain of books which discover the mysteries of crucial elements of chess: technique, assault, starting play and gambits, classical play, endgames and guidance. In every one booklet the writer stories a few nice gamers from chess historical past who've excelled in a specific box of the sport and who've undeniably encouraged those that have undefined.
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Order, my my preservation of the sacred empire are these Nothing beside your dirty peti nothing? Pah! God has delivered YOU tions of right! into MY hands. I, and not you, am the instru ment of God to-day! Boris Ivanovitch, can you still hear me? Eh? BORIS. Yes! ALEXIS. So! So! One thing more! Why You would did I risk my own life to get yours? like to know that, wouldn't you? Why did I let you in here at all? You'd ask that if you could. Ha, ha! Well, it was because men were thinking that Alexis Alexandrovitch wasn't what he used to be; because I was beginning to think so myself.
Eh? An oriental trick. A man in constant fear of poison may accustom himself, little by little, to a dose that would blast the life of an ordinary man. A fantastic precaution these days, only interesting to an antiquarian like myself. Well, well, you can hear me, can't you? I tell you I could have taken the entire mess; half of it seems to have been enough for [BORIS makes an effort to get at you. ] No use, Boris Shamrayeff! hold fast to the table. I advise you to STAGE GUILD PLAYS 28 BORIS. thing to Why?
On my hope of redemption, Boris told you was lies! [BORIS struggles painfully to his feet and lurches toward the table, where he has laid the pistol. Shamrayeff, everything Lies! Lies! I ALEXIS seizes pistol the to springs the and table, tosses it out of the window. BORIS sup ports himself against the edge of table, half sitting, half leaning against it, his mouth open, his eyes staring. He sways dizzily. } ALEXIS. BORIS. Well, You you can fiend! still You speak, can't you? dog! You Ha, ha, ha!
