A
HAUNTING COMETH
ACT
THREE
SCENE
THREE
SUB
ACT THREE
“MacBeth,
you hoatching (Scottish slang for busy) here while the other tables called for
you. Lady Elleanor approached the King. “If you do not regularly make clear
that your guests are welcome, they will start to feel as if they’re paying for
their meal”
Lady
Elleanor saw the unfinished pudding and sighed.
“If
you simply want to eat, itis best to do that at your other time. When you
are eating out, you need some ceremony to act as an extra sauce for the meat.
Without it, the party will be dull.”
“Thank
you for reminding me!” The King got up from the table. He took up the glass of
whiskey. “Good digestion requires a good appetite, and good health requires
both those things.”
“To
good appetite, good digestion, and good health!” The King gulped down the
whiskey. The blended drink went down fast and then he grabbed another glass. He
looked around and saw the apparition that was seated on the King’s seat. It was
the same apparition that he saw at the river.
Headless.
“Father
of all, who art thou?” The King was stunned. He recalled the words of another
play that held the same fear as it was to him
“I am thy father’s spirit,
Doomed for a certain term to walk the night
And for the day confined to fast in fires
Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature
Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid
To tell the secrets of my prison house…...:”
(Act
One Scene 5 HAMLET)
The
King expression was white like the snow.
“King ….” King MacBeth had a vision of the previous King
seated there. As it was in Hamlet, he was visited by a ghost. “Nay, you cannot
be.”
“Please
sit, your Highness.” It was Lennox who aided MacBeth to be seated. “You may
have one too many drinks, my Highness.”
“The
Ghost ….” The King was interrupted by Lady Elleanor. “Your guests await your
toast.”
“Toast?”
The King was baffled.
“Yes,
as King. You must say something/” Lady Elleanor looked at the other. “You have
one too many.”
“Never
enough.” The King pushed himself. He looked to the gathered and pulled his
courage to the tone.
“All
the nobility of Scotland would be gathered under one roof, united and unfearful
of any. I will lead all of you …... better than before” MacBeth drew his
courageous words to deny any claims done by Duncan or the King’s before Duncan.
“Banquo,
where art thou? We rode far and wide but where are you now?” MacBeth roared in
his voice. “We were to ride today.”
“He
not here. If only the noble Banquo were also here. I hope I can scold him
for rudeness, and not have to grieve because something may had happened to him.”
The King took another wine of glass down his throat.
“Pour
him no more.” Lady Elleanor stopped the servant. “He had one too many today.”
“Banquo’s
absence means only that he has broken his promise to attend. If it pleases you,
your Highness, won’t you sit and grace us with your royal company?” It was Ross
who spoke.
“Your
table is full, Ross.”
“Yours
is not.” Lennox motioned to the King’s seat. The King saw what the others could
not see; the apparition sat there.
“Here,
my King. What is bothering you, your highness?” Lennox asked.
“Tell
me. Which one of you did this?” The King looked at the gathered. “He sits
there.”
“Did
what, my good King? And who is seated there?” Lennox approached the King.
“The seat is yours and only yours.”
“You
cannot say I did it. You were dead. Do not shake your bloody head at me.” The King
looked at the seat. “I …”
“My Lords and the gathered. His Highness
is not well. We shall adjourn.” Ross took the gathered to his voice.
“Sit,
noble friends. My King is at moments like this, and has been since
childhood. Please, stay seated. This is a momentary fit. He will be well
again in just a second. If you pay too much attention to him, you will
offend him, which will prolong the fit. Eat, and pay no attention to him.” Lady
Elleanor herself pale but tried to assure the guests to remain.
“Let
me attend to him in the chamber.” Lady Elleanor told Ross. The latter nodded
and arrange for the King to retire to his chamber but the King was unmoving.
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