CUSINS. It is a wedding chorus from one of Donizetti's operas; but we have converted it. We convert everything to good here, including Bodger. You remember the chorus. "For thee immense rejoicing--immenso giubilo--immenso giubilo." [With drum obbligato] Rum tum ti tum tum, tum tum ti ta-- BARBARA. Dolly: you are breaking my heart. CUSINS. What is a broken heart more or less here? Dionysos Undershaft has descended. I am possessed. MRS BAINES. Come, Barbara: I must have my dear Major to carry the flag with me. JENNY. Yes, yes, Major darling. CUSINS [snatches the tambourine out of Jenny's hand and mutely offers it to Barbara]. BARBARA [coming forward a little as she puts the offer behind her with a shudder, whilst Cusins recklessly tosses the tambourine back to Jenny and goes to the gate] I can't come. JENNY. Not come! MRS BAINES [with tears in her eyes] Barbara: do you think I am wrong to take the money? BARBARA [impulsively going to her and kissing her] No, no: God help you, dear, you must: you are saving the Army. Go; and may you have a great meeting! JENNY. But arn't you coming? BARBARA. No. [She begins taking off the silver brooch from her collar]. MRS BAINES. Barbara: what are you doing? JENNY. Why are you taking your badge off? You can't be going to leave us, Major. BARBARA [quietly] Father: come here. UNDERSHAFT [coming to her] My dear! [Seeing that she is going to pin the badge on his collar, he retreats to the penthouse in some alarm]. BARBARA [following him] Don't be frightened. [She pins the badge on and steps back towards the table, showing him to the others] There! It's not much for 5000 pounds is it? MRS BAINES. Barbara: if you won't come and pray with us, promise me you will pray for us. BARBARA. I can't pray now. Perhaps I shall never pray again. MRS BAINES. Barbara! JENNY. Major! BARBARA [almost delirious] I can't bear any more. Quick march! CUSINS [calling to the procession in the street outside] Off we go. Play up, there! Immenso giubilo. [He gives the time with his drum; and the band strikes up the march, which rapidly becomes more distant as the procession moves briskly away]. MRS BAINES. I must go, dear. You're overworked: you will be all right tomorrow. We'll never lose you. Now Jenny: step out with the old flag. Blood and Fire! [She marches out through the gate with her flag]. JENNY. Glory Hallelujah! [flourishing her tambourine and marching]. UNDERSHAFT [to Cusins, as he marches out past him easing the slide of his trombone] "My ducats and my daughter"! CUSINS [following him out] Money and gunpowder! BARBARA. Drunkenness and Murder! My God: why hast thou forsaken me? She sinks on the form with her face buried in her hands. The march passes away into silence. Bill Walker steals across to her. BILL [taunting] Wot prawce Selvytion nah? SHIRLEY. Don't you hit her when she's down. BILL. She it me wen aw wiz dahn. Waw shouldn't I git a bit o me own back?