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?
Geoffrey. (He looks at him.) It’s got to be a fight! (A moment. He returns to his writing.) Telephone Hake that I shall be dining at the Reform Club.