St. Herbert. Do you think they’ll claim the seat?
Sigsby. Claim the seat! What do you think they’re out for—their health? Get another six months’ advertisement, if they don’t get anything else. Meanwhile what’s our position—just at the beginning of our ministerial career?
Geoffrey. They will not claim the seat.
Sigsby. How do you know?
Geoffrey. I know my wife.
Lamb. (After a moment’s silence.) Quite sure you do?
Geoffrey. (Turns.)
Lamb. Ever seen a sheep fighting mad? I have. Damned sight worse than the old ram.
Geoffrey. She doesn’t fight the ram.
Lamb. (He makes a sweeping movement that takes in the room, the election—all things.) What’s all this? We thought woman hadn’t got the fighting instinct—that we “knew her.” My boy, we’re in the infants’ class.