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Scene II] Macbeth 89 Enter a Messenger Messenger. Bless you, fair dame! I am not to you known, Though in your state of honour I am perfect. I doubt some danger does approach you nearly : If you will take a homely man's advice, Be not found here; hence, with your little ones. To fright you thus, methinks I am too savage ; To do worse to you were fell cruelty, 70 Which is too nigh your person. Heaven preserve you ! I dare abide no longer. [Exit. Lady Macduff. Whither should I fly ? I have done no harm. But I remember now I am in this earthly world, where to do harm Is often laudable, to do good sometime Accounted dangerous folly : why then, alas, Do I put up that womanly defence, To say I have done no harm ? — What are these faces? Enter Murderers. First Murderer. Where is your husband ? Lady Macduff. I hope, in no place so unsancti- fied so Where such as thou mayst find him. First Murderer. He's a traitor. Son. Thou liest, thou shag-hair'd villain! 64. Who may this messenger be?