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