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72 Macbeth [Act ill Macbeth. Can such things be, no And overcome us like a summer's cloud, Without our special wonder ? You make me strange Even to the disposition that I owe, When now I think you can behold such sights, And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks, When mine is blanch'd with fear. Ross. What sights, my lord? Lady Macbeth. I pray you, speak not ; he grows worse and worse; Question enrages him: at once, good night: Stand not upon the order of your going, But go at once. Lennox. Good night; and better health 120 Attend his majesty! Lady Macbeth. A kind good night to all! [Exeunt all but Macbeth and Lady Macbeth. Macbeth. It will have blood, they say: blood will have blood: Stones have been known to move and trees to speak ; Augures and understood relations have By maggot-pies and choughs and rooks brought forth The secret'st man of blood. — What is the night? Lady Macbeth. Almost at odds with morning, which is which. Macbeth. How say'st thou, that Macduff denies his person