Her footsteps echoed eerily in the long empty corridor. This late at night, the stone walls provided no warmth. Shivering, Lady Macbeth moves towards her husband’s chamber, gripped with the need to plan. If they did not act carefully, she was sure all would be lost. Macbeth was going crazy, and they could not afford that now. At least her struggles were private; he so openly showed his madness at the coronation dinner! The whole thing was a disaster. When he rambled on about seeing Banquo’s ghost, she had tried to dismiss his behavior to their guests. Eventually, though, she had to send everyone away. People were beginning to become suspicious. She had to fix it.
Coming upon his chamber, she shooed away some servants and knocked briskly on
Coming upon his chamber, she shooed away some servants and knocked briskly on