| The Same. A Park, with a Road leading to the Palace. | 
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| Enter three Murderers. | 
| First Mur.  But who did bid thee join with us? | 
| Third Mur.        Macbeth. | 
| Sec. Mur.  He needs not our mistrust, since he delivers | 
| Our offices and what we have to do | 
| To the direction just. | 
| First Mur.        Then stand with us. | 
| The west yet glimmers with some streaks of day: | 
| Now spurs the lated traveller apace | 
| To gain the timely inn; and near approaches | 
| The subject of our watch. | 
| Third Mur.        Hark! I hear horses. | 
| Ban.  [Within.] Give us a light there, ho! | 
| Sec. Mur.        Then 'tis he: the rest | 
| That are within the note of expectation | 
| Already are i' the court. | 
| First Mur        His horses go about. | 
| Third Mur.  Almost a mile; but he does usually, | 
| So all men do, from hence to the palace gate | 
| Make it their walk. | 
| Sec. Mur.        A light, a light! | 
| Third Mur.        'Tis he. | 
| First Mur.  Stand to 't. | 
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| Enter BANQUO and FLEANCE, with a torch. | 
| Ban.  It will be rain to-night. | 
| First Mur.        Let it come down.  [They set upon BANQUO. | 
| Ban.  O, treachery! Fly, good Fleance, fly, fly, fly! | 
| Thou mayst revenge. O slave!  [Dies. FLEANCE escapes. | 
| Third Mur.  Who did strike out the light? | 
| First Mur.        Was 't not the way? | 
| Third Mur.  There's but one down; the son is fled. | 
| Sec. Mur.        We have lost | 
| Best half of our affair. | 
| First Mur.  Well, let's away, and say how much is done.  [Exeunt. | 
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