IT’S CHUCKING DOWN WITH RAIN

Catherine
Don’t get wet for my sake, Mark,
It really is a pain,
This bloody pouring rain!
I’m soaking through and through.
I’m glad at least you’re nice and dry
And you will do your best,
And you will keep me warm,
The rain will hide these tears I cry.

Mark
My poor dear Kathy, seems you’ve caught a chill;
If no-one else can help you, then I will.

Catherine
You’re right, I don’t feel well again.
Ruddy rain, bloody rain!

Mark
You should go Back home right now
And get straight into bed,
Or you’ll catch flu instead!

Catherine
This rain can’t get much worse,
It’s like a bloody waterfall!
And you will do your best,
And you will keep me warm,
And I will listen to your call.
But you must carry on,
And that’s a must,
Until the day is won.
Our cause is just!

I cannot join you in this state,
I’d only make you late.
So don’t get wet for my sake, Mark,
It really is a pain,
This bloody pouring rain!
I’m soaking through and through.
I’m glad at least you’re nice and dry
And you will do your best,
And you will keep me warm.
The rain will hide these tears…

Mark (in counterpoint)
Please don’t cry, dear Catherine,
I know it is a pain.
This bloody pouring rain.
You’re soaking through and through.
But hear, I will keep you warm
Till you get drier.
The rain will hide those tears…
Now.

(Catherine faints.)
Thomas
That is a crying shame!
I know how keen she was to join us on this march.

Mark
She’s better off at home;
She also doesn’t live too far from Marble Arch.

Colin
I’ll take her if you like.

Peter
If not I’ve got my van.

Lesley
Be back soon, for we march!
(They take her off home)