'She held out the bottle to him. "It's only water, and it's not doped."
John recalled the phrase and, as he tasted the cool, earthy water, he realised that not for three days had he drunk from his meal-time beaker, and during those three days a bewildering change had come over him. It was as if he had woken from sleep not to the usual plodding work, but to a multitude of new experiences and - strangest of all - to an awareness of himself.'
