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Macduff stood up and shook his head sadly. ‘Excessive behaviour has
               brought many kings down. But you’ll still be preferable to him. You will still be
               able to take your pleasure: there are enough willing women in Scotland. You
               can’t be so insatiable that you’d get through all the women who’d be
               prepared to give themselves to the king if he wanted them.’

               ‘Perhaps so,’ said Malcolm. ‘But in addition to that I have such a bottomless

               greed that if I were king I would top the noblemen for their lands; I would
               want this one’s jewels, that one’s house. And the more I had the more it
               would make me want so that I would manufacture quarrels with the good
               and loyal and destroy them just for their wealth.’

               ‘This greed is bad,’ said Macbeth. ‘Worse than a bit of lust: it’s brought many
               of our kings to grief, but don’t worry: there’s enough wealth belonging to the

               crown in Scotland to satisfy you. These two vices, weighed against your
               virtues, can be accommodated.’

               ‘But I don’t have any virtues!’ exclaimed Malcolm. Not the virtues that would
               make a good king, such as justice, honesty, temperance, stability, generosity,
               perseverance, mercy, humility, devoutness, patience, courage, fortitude. I’ve
               no taste for them: but I’ve got limitless variations on the vices. Indeed, if I had

               power I would turn all peace into war and destroy all the harmony on earth.’

               ‘Oh Scotland! Scotland!’ Macduff shook his head.

               ‘If such a man is fit to govern, tell me,’ said Malcolm. ‘Because that’s what I
               am.’


               ‘Fit to govern?’ Macduff was incredulous. ‘No, not to live. 0 unhappy nation!

               When will you see your wholesome days again? Your royal father was a saint.
               The queen who bore you, more often on her knees than on her feet, lived
               every day as though it was going to be her last.’ He turned and began

               walking to the palace. He stopped. ‘Farewell. The things you’ve told me have
               banished me from Scotland. Oh, my heart, your hope ends here.’

               ‘Macduff,’ said Malcolm, coming towards him. ‘Your noble reaction has
               removed my suspicion and convinced me of your honour. I’m placing myself
               under your leadership and withdrawing my allegations against myself. I’m not
               like that at all. I’ve never been with a woman; I’ve never perjured myself,

               hardly ever coveted something that wasn’t my own and never broken a
               promise. I’m truly yours and my poor country’s to command. And I can tell
               you now. Even at this moment, Old Siward is setting out with ten thousand
               men. So let’s go. Why are you so quiet?’

               ‘It’s hard to reconcile such welcome and unwelcome things at the same
               time. Who’s this?’



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