I watch Felina's progress with total fascination, admiration and excitement. I don't care about the destruction of the single-sleeve (which cost a trifling three months salary), it was worth every penny. In spite of all the prize-money at stake I find myself cheering on her every contortion and manoeuvre. Around me more and more members of the audience are beginning to do the same. For a few moments I look away from the escape artist to poor Louise, notice that she is feeling the heat too, is bathed in sweat and finding it harder and harder to keep still...