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The card merely said: "Manhattan Chapter NO 5 5600" * * * * * Shari must have had a swell time at dinner with some guy who didn't gamble, because she didn't come home until nearly midnight. I know because I dialed her apartment every ten minutes until I got her face on the screen. THIS LIEBER OF OX RECORDING IS IN THE PUBLIC DOMAIN SHERRY MUST HAVE HAD A SWELL TIME AT DINNER WITH SOME GUY WHO DIDN'T GAMBLE BECAUSE SHE DIDN'T COME HOME UNTIL NEARLY MIDNIGHT I KNOW BECAUSE I DILED HER APARTMENT EVERY TEN MINUTES UNTIL I GOT HER FACE ON THE SCREEN
 That made Snead, and presumably Lefty, a psi. And me, too. But--what if they were mistaken? Shari's tests looked conclusive to me. I saw that as the only way out. I had to insist on a test in their presence. And that meant I had to get in touch with Wally Bupp. My kibitzer came stalking out of the building, gangling and gawky. "Didn't mean to spoil your luck, neighbor," he said. "Don't give it a second thought, Snead," I said. "Call me Mortimer," he said. "You mind a word of advice, neighbor?" he asked, bobbing his head around and grinning in a self-conscious way. "Next time, bet that fourteen. Highest card in the deck. Beats all the others!" "You lousy snake!" I gasped. I'd learned better than to take a poke at him. Lefty had taught me my lesson on that one. Snead might turn out to be a TK as well as a hallucinator, and I wanted no more heart attacks. He handed me a card. "There'll be somebody at this number all night, neighbor. Gamblers Anonymous." He faded off down the dark street.  SECTION ELEVEN OF CARD TRICK BY JOHN BERRIMAN
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