Jónas Ásgeirsson

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"Ah! I know you and your poor play," repeated Nozdrev, for the third time as he made a third move. At the same moment the cuff of one of his sleeves happened to dislodge another chessman from its position. "Again, I say," said Chichikov, "that 'tis a long time since last—But hi! look here! Put that piece back in its place!" "What piece?" "This one." And almost as Chichikov spoke he saw a third chessman coming into view between the queens. God only knows whence that chessman had materialised. "No, no!" shouted Chichikov as he rose from the table. "It is impossible to play with a man like you. ...more
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