Macduff
He is already named, and gone to Scone
To be invested.
Ross
Where is Duncan’s body?
Macduff
Carried to Colmekill,
The sacred storehouse of his predecessors,
And guardian of their bones.
Ross
Will you to Scone?
Macduff
No, cousin, I’ll to Fife.
Ross
Well, I will thither.
Macduff
Well, may you see things well done there: adieu!
Lest our old robes sit easier than our new!
Ross
Farewell, father.
Old Man
God’s benison go with you; and with those
That would make good of bad, and friends of foes!
Exeunt.