[He closes the window, shutting out the hubbub of the crowd.]
ANNYS [A strange, new light has stolen in. She is bewildered, groping.] But--all this is new between us. You have not talked like this for--not since-- We were just good friends--comrades.
GEOFFREY And might have remained so, God knows! I suppose we're made like that. So long as there was no danger passion slept. Icannot explain it. I only know that now, beside the thought of losing you, all else in the world seems meaningless. The Woman's Movement! [He makes a gesture of contempt.] Men have wrecked kingdoms for a woman before now--and will again. I want you! [He comes to her.] Won't you come back to me, that we may build up the home we used to dream of? Wasn't the old love good? What has this new love to give you? Work that man can do better. The cause of the women--the children! Has woman loved woman better than man?
Will the world be better for the children, man and woman contending? Come back to me. Help me. Help me to fight for all good women. Teach me how I may make the world better--for our children.
ANNYS [The light is in her eyes. She stands a moment. Her hands are going out to him.]
ELIZABETH [She comes between them.] Yes, go to him. He will be very good to you. Good men are kind to women, kind even to their dogs. You will be among the pampered few! You will be happy. And the others! What does it matter?
[They draw apart. She stands between them, the incarnation of the spirit of sex war.]
The women that have not kind owners--the dogs that have not kind masters--the dumb women, chained to their endless, unpaid drudgery!
Let them be content. What are they but man's chattel? To be honoured if it pleases him, or to be cast into the dust. Man's pauper! Bound by his laws, subject to his whim; her every hope, her every aspiration, owed to his charity. She toils for him without ceasing: it should be her "pleasure." She bears him children, when he chooses to desire them. They are his to do as he will by. Why seek to change it? Our man is kind. What have they to do with us: the women beaten, driven, overtasked--the women without hope or joy, the livers of grey lives that men may laugh and spend--the women degraded lower than the beasts to pander to the beast in man--the women outraged and abandoned, bearing to the grave the burden of man's lust? Let them go their way. They are but our sisters of sorrow. And we who could help them--we to whom God has given the weapons: the brain, and the courage--we make answer: "I have married a husband, and I cannot come."[A silence.]
GEOFFREY Well, you have heard. [He makes a gesture.] What is your answer?
ANNYS [She comes to him.] Don't you love me enough to humour me a little--to put up with my vexing ways? I so want to help, to feel I am doing just a little, to make the world kinder. I know you can do it better, but I want so to be "in it." [She laughs.] Let us forget all this. Wake up to-morrow morning with fresh hearts. You will be Member for East Poplar. And then you shall help me to win Manchester. [She puts her hands upon his breast: she would have him take her in his arms.] I am not strong enough to fight alone.
GEOFFREY I want you. Let Manchester find some one else.
ANNYS [She draws away from him.] And if I cannot--will not?
GEOFFREY I bring in my Bill on Monday. We'll be quite frank about it. That is my price--you. I want you!
ANNYS You mean it comes to that: a whole cause dependent on a man and a woman!
GEOFFREY Yes, that is how the world is built. On each man and woman. "How does it shape my life, my hopes?" So will each make answer.
[LADY MOGTON enters. She stands silent.]
ELIZABETH Is it over?
LADY MOGTON Annys Chilvers, 3,604--Geoffrey Chilvers, 3,590.
[JANET enters.]
JANET [She rushes to ANNYS, embraces her.] You've won, you've won! [She flies to the window, opens it, and goes out on to the balcony.]
[PHOEBE enters, followed by MRS. MOUNTCALM-VILLIERS.]
PHOEBE Is it true?
LADY MOGTON Pretty close. Majority of 14.
MRS. MOUNTCALM-VILLIERS For us?
LADY MOGTON For us.
[JANET by this time has announced the figures. There is heard a great burst of cheering, renewed again and again.]
JANET [Re-entering.] They want you! They want you!
[Mingled with the cheering come cries of "Speech! Speech!"]
LADY MOGTON You must say something.
[The band strikes up "The Conquering Hero." The women crowd round ANNYS, congratulating her. GEOFFREY stands apart.]
PHOEBE [Screaming above the din.] Put on your cloak.
JANET [Rushes and gets it.]
[They wrap it round her.]
[ANNYS goes out on to the balcony, followed by the other women.
ELIZABETH, going last, fires a parting smile of triumph at GEOFFREY.]
[A renewed burst of cheering announces their arrival on the balcony. The crowd bursts into "For She's a Jolly Good Fellow"--the band, making a quick change, joins in. GEOFFREY remains centre.]
[JAWBONES enters unobserved. The singing ends with three cheers.
ANNYS is speaking. GEOFFREY turns and sees JAWBONES.]
GEOFFREY [With a smile.] Give me down my coat, will you?
JAWBONES [He is sympathetic. He helps him on with it.] Shall Iget you a cab, sir?
GEOFFREY No, thanks. I'll pick one up. [He goes towards the door, then stops.] Is there any other way out--not through the main entrance?
JAWBONES Yes, sir. There's a side door opening on Woodstock Road.
I'll show it you.
GEOFFREY Thanks. [He follows JAWBONES out.]
[A burst of cheering comes from the crowd.]
CURTAIN.
