1 Mur.
But who did bid thee join with us?

3 Mur.
Macbeth.

2 Mur.
He needs not to mistrust, since he delivers
Our offices, and what we have to do,
To the direction just.

1 Mur.
Then stand with us.
The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day:
Now spurs the ^{a note}lated traveller apace,
To gain the timely inn, and near approaches
The subject of our watch.

3 Mur.
Hark, I hear horses.

Banquo within.
Give us light there, ho!

2 Mur.
Then it is he: the rest
That are within the note of expectation,
Already are i'th' court.

1 Mur.
His horses go about.

3 Mur.
Almost a mile: but he does usually,
(So all men do,) from hence to th' palace gate
Make it their walk.

Enter Banquo and Fleance, with a Torch.

2 Mur.
A light, a light.

3 Mur.
'Tis he.

1 Mur.
Stand to't.

Ban.
It will be rain to-night.

1 Mur.
Let it come down.

Ban.
Oh, treachery!
Fly, Fleance, fly, fly, fly,
Thou may'st revenge. Oh slave! [Dies. Fleance escapes.

3 Mur.
Who did strike out the light?

1 Mur.
Was't not the way?

3 Mur.
There's but one down; the son
Is fled.

2 Mur.
We've lost best half of our affair.

1 Mur.
Well, let's away, and say how much is done. [Exe.

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