12 Pound Project (part 3)
Re-enter Lady Macbeth. Knocking within.
My hands are of your colour. *knocking* I hear a knocking at the south entry: retire to our chamber: a little water clears us of this deed: how easy is it then!
Hark, more knocking: get on your nightgown, lest occasion call us and show us to be watchers: be not lost so poorly in your thoughts.
To know my deed, 'twere best not know myself. *knocking* Wake Duncan with thy knocking! I would thou couldst!
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