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DEATH
Well, there is no shame in that.
The KNIGHT has risen to his feet. He shivers. DEATH opens his cloak to place
it around the KNIGHT'S shoulders.
KNIGHT
Wait a moment.
DEATH
That's what they all say. I grant no reprieves.
KNIGHT
You play chess, don't you?
A gleam of interest kindles in DEATH'S eyes.
DEATH
How did you know that?
KNIGHT
I have seen it in paintings and heard it sung
in ballads.
DEATH
Yes, in fact I'm quite a good chess player.
KNIGHT
But you can't be better than I am.
The KNIGHT rummages in the big black bag which he keeps beside him and takes
out a small chessboard. He places it carefully on the ground and begins
setting up the pieces.
DEATH
Why do you want to play chess with me?
KNIGHT
I have my reasons.
DEATH
That is your privilege.
KNIGHT
The condition is that I may live as long as I
hold out against you. If I win, you will
release me. Is it agreed?
The KNIGHT holds out his two fists to DEATH, who smiles at him suddenly.
DEATH points to one of the KNIGHT'S hands; it contains a black pawn.
KNIGHT
You drew black!
DEATH
Very appropriate. Don't you think so?
The KNIGHT and DEATH bend over the chessboard. After a moment of hesitation,
Antonius Block opens with his king's pawn. DEATH moves, also using his
king's
pawn.