It was getting towards evening, the old man ate his dinner considering his options and running the plays out in his head. As the clock bonged nine he arose from the table, went and changed into bedclothes and a robe. He put on his comfortable slippers and poured himself out a drink.

He sat at the table and heaved a big sigh. For an hour longer he sat. Then, with a confident hand, he made his move, smiled, and went on to bed.