A man in the audience made mental deposits at his bank. He went in imagination into two different banks, asked for his balance and heard what was said to him, three times a day for two months. Then he went to Caliente and came back with thirty-two thousand dollars - three dollars more than the balance he had mentally added up. Neville does not recommend the racetrack: he recommends the state, and adds that those who tell you it is not spiritual are already wondering whether they can borrow some of the cheque.