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BANQUO
Very gladly.
MACBETH
Till then, enough! − Come, friends.
Exeunt.
Scene IV IT
Flourish. Enter King Duncan, Lennox, Malcolm, Donalbain, and Attendants.
KING
Is execution done on Cawdor?
Are not those in commission yet returned?
MALCOLM
My liege,
They are not yet come back. But I have spoke
With one that saw him die, who did report
That very frankly he confessed his treasons,
Implored your highness’ pardon, and set forth
A deep repentance. Nothing in his life
Became him like the leaving it. He died
As one that had been studied in his death [10]
To throw away the dearest thing he owed
As’twere a careless trifle.
KING
There’s no art
To find the mind’s construction in the face.
He was a gentleman on whom I built
An absolute trust.
Enter Macbeth, Banquo, Ross, and Angus.
O worthiest cousin!
The sin of my ingratitude even now
