7/7/2023 0 Comments Chess by stefan zweig![]() ![]() Visitors from shore pressed past one another to take leave of their friends, telegraph boys in skew-whiff caps shot names through the lounges, cases and flowers were brought and inquisitive children ran up and down flights of stairs while the orchestra played imperturbably on deck. ![]() The large steamship leaving New York for Buenos Aires at midnight was caught up in the usual bustle and commotion of the hour before sailing. Preferably the gorgeous Pushkin Press edition I have. It made the whole experience so much more surprising and revelatory – so part of me wants to tell you to stop reading this review and just get a copy. I didn’t know anything about A Chess Story when I started it, and I was very glad about that. Translated by Alexander Starritt, I should say – someone at my book group had a very different translation, based on our comparison of the first few lines, but it hurts my head to think too much about the variations that are possible with different translators at work. Stefan Zweig is rather brilliant, isn’t he? A Chess Story, from 1941, is the third Zweig novella I’ve read and the best so far – a really astonishing achievement in so few pages. ![]()
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