20 We should have else desired your good advice, 21 Which still hath been both grave and prosperous, In this day's council; but we'll take tomorrow.
Is't far you ride?
BANQUO
As far, my lord, as will fill up the time
25 'Twixt this and supper. Go not my horse the better, 26 I must become a borrower of the night For a dark hour or twain.
MACBETH Fail not our feast.
BANQUO
My lord, I will not.
MACBETH
We hear our bloody cousins are bestowed
30 In England and in Ireland, not confessing Their cruel parricide, filling their hearers
32 With strange invention. But of that tomorrow, 33 When therewithal we shall have cause of state Craving us jointly. Hie you to horse. Adieu,
Till you return at night. Goes Fleance with you?
BANQUO
Ay, my good lord. Our time does call upon's.
MACBETH
I wish your horses swift and sure of foot,
And so I do commend you to their backs.
Farewell.
Exit Banquo.
Let every man be master of his time40
Till seven at night. To make society
The sweeter welcome, we will keep ourself
Till suppertime alone. While then, God be with you.43
Exeunt Lords [and others]. [To Servant]
Sirrah, a word with you. Attend those men44
Our pleasure?
SERVANT
They are, my lord, without the palace gate.
MACBETH