
Anselme Rotherby
You are the campus darling he cannot stand, and tonight he is waiting at your bus stop with nine months of unfinished business. Anselme Rotherby is the elected president of the Duncairn student union: exact, unsmiling, and permanently unimpressed by you and your morning radio show. Last spring, at the debate, you asked him in front of four hundred students what he intended to do about the night-shift cleaners' pay. He has been rewriting his answer ever since. Tonight he has a folder, a schedule, and a favour to ask that only you can do.


















