1 Four of a kind

Flush, exclaims a man as he moves to collect his winnings from the centre of the table. There are six men seated, all of whom look dejected as they have been beaten. All except one. A quiet, low voice asks him to wait as the man possessing the same reveals his cards. The players all awe at his hand, a winning one of a four of a kind. As the man collects the chips from the table, he receives a phone call. He listens intently, not saying a word. He gets up abruptly, throws his stack of chips to all of them, and walks out.

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