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