Act 5 - the end

Far away, three witches in their hovel, peering still with foggy eyes upon the dusky twilight road did glimpse with gazes not far discerning two nobles riding swiftly, with faces hard-set and lips tightly pursed. These witches in their short memories had already so blurred the faces of Macbeth and Banquo that they believed that this (completely different set of nobles) where the two "prophesied" to be king. The witches appeared before the nobles. "Recall that thy shalt be crowned king!" they crooned.

The two nobles rode away in confusion.


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