(“_Good afternoons_” _are exchanged with some of the others_. _Finally_:) PEEKIN. Good afternoon, Mr. Chilvers. GEOFFREY. (_Who has moved away_.) Good afternoon. (_The_ DEPUTATION _joins_ SIGSBY _by the door_. _He leads them out_.) ELIZABETH. (_To_ PHOEBE.) Are you going my way? PHOEBE. (_She glances round at_ ANNYS.) Yes, I’ll come with you. ST. HERBERT. I will put you into a bus, if you will let me. We don’t sport many cabs in East Poplar. (_He is helping_ ELIZABETH _with her cloak_.) ELIZABETH. Thank you. LAMB. I’ve got to go up West. (_To_ GEOFFREY.) Will you be at the House this evening? GEOFFREY. (_He is standing by the desk pretending to look at some papers_.) I shall look in about ten o’clock. LAMB. One or two things I want to say to you. Goodbye for the present. GEOFFREY. Goodbye! PHOEBE. Goodbye, old man. (_She stretches out her hand_.) GEOFFREY. Goodbye. (_She shakes hands with a smile_, _exchanges a casual_ “_goodbye_” _with_ ELIZABETH.) (_They go towards the door_.) (SIGSBY _re-enters_.) SIGSBY. (_To_ LAMB.) Are you going? LAMB. Yes. I’ll see you to-morrow morning. About ten o’clock. SIGSBY. I shall be here. (_He exchanges a_ “_good afternoon_” _with the others_.) (_They go out_. SIGSBY _crosses and goes into the other room_.) ANNYS. (_She has let fall the flowers on the table_. _She crosses to where_ GEOFFREY _still stands by the desk_, _his back towards her_. _She stretches out her hand_, _touches him_. _He does not move_.) Geoffrey! (_But still he takes no notice_.) I am so sorry. We must talk it over quietly—at home. GEOFFREY. (_He turns_.) Home! I have no home. I have neither children nor wife. I _keep_ a political opponent. (ANNYS _starts back with a cry_. _He crosses in front of her and seats himself at the table_. _The flowers are lying there_; _he throws them into the waste-paper basket_.) ANNYS. (_She puts on her cloak_, _moves towards the door_. _Half-way she pauses_, _makes a movement towards him_. _But he will not see_. _Then a hard look comes into her eyes_, _and without another word she goes out_, _leaving the door open_.) (SIGSBY _is heard moving in the other room_.) GEOFFREY. (_He is writing_.) Sigsby. SIGSBY. Hallo! GEOFFREY. That poster I told young Gordon I wouldn’t sanction, “The Woman spouting politics, the Man returning to a slattern’s home.” (SIGSBY _enters_.) SIGSBY. I have countermanded them. GEOFFREY. Countermand them again. We shall want a thousand. SIGSBY. (_Can hardly believe his ears_.) GEOFFREY. (_With a gesture round the room_.) All of them. “A Man for Men!” “Save the Children!” “Guard your Homes!” All the damned collection. Order as many as you want. SIGSBY. (_His excitement rising_.) I can go ahead. You mean it?