'H OW DOES THE SAYING GO? ‘All work and no play . . . a dull boy,' said a disembodied voice. It was the only perception that Daniel's brain was receiving at the moment. Vision, taste, and the other senses were dormant, and memory did not exist. This made it possible for him to listen with more-than-normal acuteness to the voice, and to appreciate its fine qualities – of which there were many. It was a delicious voice, belonging to an upper-class man who was used to being listened to, and who liked it that way.