Not unlikely--attended by his Staff. Generals, on such occasions, usually ride--but perhaps Macbeth and Banquo, being in kilts, preferred walking in their seven-league boots. Thomas Campbell has said, "When the drum of the Scottish Army is heard on the wild heath, and when I fancy it advancing with its bowmen in front, and its spears and banners in the distance, I am always disappointed with Macbeth's entrance at the head of a few kilted actors." The army may have been there--but they did not see the Weirds--nor, I believe, did the Weirds see them. With Macbeth and Banquo alone had they to do: we see no Army at that hour--we hear no drums--we are deaf even to the Great Highland Bagpipe, though He, you may be sure, was not dumb--all "plaided and plumed in their tartan array" the Highland Host ceased to be--like vanished shadows--at the first apparition of "those so withered and so wild in their attire"--not of the earth though on it, and alive somewhere till this day--while generations after generations of mere Fighting Men have been disbanded by dusty Death. SEWARD. I wish to know _where_ and _when_ had been the Fighting? The Norwegian--one Sweno, had come down very handsomely at Inchcolm with ten thousand dollars--a sum in those days equal to a million of money in Scotland---- NORTH. Seward, speak on subjects you understand. What do you know, sir, of the value of money _in_ those days in Scotland? SEWARD. But _where_ had been all the Fighting? There would seem to have been two hurley-burleys. NORTH. I see your drift, Seward. _Time and Place_, through the First Scene of the First Act, are past finding out. It has been asked--Was Shakspeare ever in Scotland? Never. There is not one word in this Tragedy leading a Scotsman to think so--many showing he never had that happiness. Let him deal with our localities according to his own sovereign will and pleasure, as a prevailing Poet. But let no man point out his dealings with our localities as proofs of his having such knowledge of them as implies personal acquaintance with them gained by a longer or shorter visit in Scotland. The Fights at the beginning seem to be in Fife. The Soldier, there wounded, delivers his relation at the King's Camp before Forres. He has crawled, in half-an-hour, or an hour--or two hours--say seventy, eighty, or a hundred miles, or more--crossing the ridge of the Grampians. Rather smart. I do not know what you think here of Time; but I think that Space is here pretty well done for. The TIME of the Action of Shakspeare's Plays has never yet, so far as I know, been, in any one Play, carefully investigated--never investigated at all; and I now announce to you Three--don't mention it--that I have made discoveries here that will astound the whole world, and demand a New Criticism of the entire Shakspearean Drama. BULLER. Let us have one now, I beseech you, sir. NORTH. Not now. BULLER.