Kael
The score board had two zeroes.
For the moment, Lucien and I were equally successful.
I expected the arrangement to become less comfortable once somebody rang the bell.
The court stood apart from the Crown bracket grounds. Its boundary was clear, its target panels had been checked, and the timekeeper had placed eight minutes on the clock where the audience could see it.
Below the clock, a notice explained what would happen if the totals were equal.
A draw.
Somebody had underlined the absence of an extra exchange.
I liked that person without knowing them.
A spectator near the entrance read the line aloud to his companion, then looked at the court as if someone had built it incorrectly.
"So they stop?"
"That's what it says."
I hoped the second man would remain available if the first needed the idea explained later.
