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CHAPTER FIVE

I WAS shivering like a bedraggled rat when I woke late the next day. I’d been asleep for fifteen hours or more! Vanez was there to bid me good morning. He handed me a small mug full of a dark liquid and told me to drink.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Brandy,” he said. I hadn’t tried brandy before. After the first mouthful, which made me gag, I decided I quite liked it. “Steady on,” Vanez laughed as I poured it freely down my throat. “You’ll get drunk!”

Laying aside the mug, I hiccuped and grinned. Then I remembered the Trial. “I did it!” I shouted, jumping up. “I found the way out!”

“You certainly did,” Vanez agreed. “It was a close-run thing. You were in there just over twenty minutes. Did you have to swim towards the finish?”