Len. Good morrow, noble sir.
Macb. Good morrow, both. 40
Macd. Is the king stirring, worthy thane?
Macb. Not yet.
Macd. He did command me to call timely on him:
I have almost slipp'd the hour.[4018]
Macb. I'll bring you to him.
Macd. I know this is a joyful trouble to you;
But yet 'tis one. 45
Macb. The labour we delight in physics pain.[4019]
This is the door.[4020]
Macd. I'll make so bold to call,[4021]
For 'tis my limited service.[4021][4022] [Exit.
Len. Goes the king hence to-day?[4023]