Geoffrey. No. I want a wife.
Annys. What precisely do you mean by “wife”?
Geoffrey. It’s an old-established word.
(Mrs. Chinn has entered to complete the tea arrangements. She is arranging the table.)
Mrs. Chinn. There’s a deputation downstairs, sir, just come for you.
Geoffrey. What are they?
Mrs. Chinn. It’s one of those societies for the reform of something. They said you were expecting them.
Sigsby. (Breaking away from the group by the window.) Quite right. (Looks at his watch.) Five o’clock, I’ll bring them up.
Geoffrey. Happen to know what it is they want to reform?
Sigsby. (By door.) Laws relating to the physical relationship between the sexes, I think.