Sheila Fraser.

Basketball secretaryship worries set aside, Sheila, too, was caught at the Weir House dance, and seemed little inclined to ponder on the imminent collapse of civilisation or the horrors of war. All the important points had already been expounded, and the crucial thing was to push them ahead actively and not just let them lie as paper promises. We were keyed up for fireworks when the wretched music broke in. Even she cauld not be rhetorical in face of the "Blue Danube."