Psychological fiction; Science fiction; Short stories
"This man is thinking that he should have stayed at home tonight," the
mystic said. "There are wrestling matches on the teletone, and he
would have enjoyed them more than this show. Besides, he would have
spent less money that way than he has tonight. And he does not like
to spend money unless he must."
A titter of amusement went through the crowd as the man blushed a dull
crimson.
The runner touched a second man.
"This man wishes to know the winner in the eighth race at the horse
tracks tomorrow," she said. "I am sorry, but, because of Public Law
one thousand thirty-two, Section five-A, I am prohibited from
answering a question of that nature."
The third person contacted was a woman. She raised her hand, then half
changed her mind when she saw that the runner was turning toward her.
But then she defiantly tossed her brown hair back from her face and
allowed him to touch her shoulder.
"This woman is wondering if her lover is true to her--and if her
husband will find out about them."
This time the crowd laughed when the embarrassed woman turned pale and
rushed up the aisle toward the exit.
No further hands were raised and the show ended with a short address
by the runner: "I hope you have enjoyed these truly marvelous and
mysterious demonstrations. Now the mystic, Lima, is available for a
short time for personal interviews. The fee is very reasonable--one
dollar a minute. Anyone wishing an interview please step forward."
The mystic pulled the hood from her head, smiled, bowed at the crowd,
and left the stage.
Bennett gasped.
"The woman of the city of Thone!"
* * * * *
"You have paid in advance for twenty-five minutes of my time," Lima
said, as she smiled in amusement. "Perhaps you had better begin your
questions, instead of merely staring at me."
Bennett brought his thoughts back with an effort. "Your performance
was exceptionally good," he said very soberly. "I enjoyed it. And so,
apparently did the other customers. It is a clever routine. I'll admit
I can't figure out how you do it."
"Remember what Barnum said," Lima replied lightly.
"At least you do not take yourself too seriously," Bennett observed.
"On the contrary." Lima countered, "I take myself very seriously. You,
however, do not. You are paying for my time and the customer is always
right."
"Tell me," Bennett asked abruptly, "have we ever met before?"
"Not to my knowledge."
"Have you any objections to telling me about yourself during our
interview? Who are you? What is your background?"
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