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Francisco stood on the stage and watched. Bonardo from the other side.

Who's on Bernardo's side?

Francisco: No, you answer me first; Stop, tell me who you are.

Long live King Boonardo!

Does Francis Chromado?

Bonado exactly.

Francisco, you came just in time.

Bernardo had now struck twelve o'clock; Go to sleep, Francisco.

Francisco: Thank you for coming for me; It was very cold, and I felt uncomfortable.

Bonado, are you here and everything is quiet?

Francisco's little mouse didn't move.

Bo Na Duo good, good night! If you meet Horace and Marcellus, my companions of the vigil, tell them to come quickly.

Francisco: I think I heard them. Hey, stop! Who are you?

Horace and Marcellus.

Horace is all his own.

Subjects of the Danish king of Marsilus.

Francisco wishes you all a good night!

O Marcellus! Goodbye, upright soldiers! Who took your place?

Francis Chromado took my shift. Good night to you all! (Below.) ）

Masilus: Hey! Bournardaux!

Bonado, hey,-ah! Is Horace here too?

Horace has such a him.

Bonado welcome, Horace! Welcome, good Marsilles!

Marcellus what! Did this thing reappear tonight?

Bonado: I haven't seen anything yet.

Marcellus Horace said it was nothing more than our imagination. I told him that we had seen this terrible strange thing twice, and he always refused to believe it; So I asked him to come and keep a watch with us tonight, and if the ghost came out again, it would prove that we were not mistaken, and I could ask him to talk to it.

Horace, hey, it's not going to show up.

Bernardo, please sit down first; Though you won't believe our story, we're going to tell you all over again what we've seen over the past two nights.

Okay, Horace, let's sit down and hear what Bonardo has to say.

Last night, the star to the west of Polaris had moved to the place where it was now spitting light, and the clock had just struck a little, and Marcellus and I—

Marcillus silence! Don't go on; And voila, it's here again!

Ghosts on.

Bonado was like the late king.

Marcellus, you are a learned man, go and talk to it, Horace.

Doesn't Bonado look like a deceased king? Look, Horace.

Horace is very like; It filled my heart with horror and amazement.

Bonardo: It wants us to speak to it.

Marcellus you go and ask it, Horace.

What kind of ghost are you, Horace, who dare to steal the majesty of the Danish king's martial arts when he set out on his expedition, and appear in the middle of the night? In the name of Heaven, I command you to speak!

Marcellus it got angry.

Bonador, it walked away in disregard!

Horace, don't go! Say, say! I command you, speak quickly! (Under the Ghost.) ）

Marcellus it is gone, unwilling to answer us.

What about Bonado, Horace! You're shaking, your face is so pale. It's not a fantasy, is it? What are your opinions?

Horace swears by God that I would never believe such a strange thing unless my own eyes had it proved to me.

Marcillus: Isn't it like our king?

Horace is with you like yourself. The armor it wore when it fought against the ambitious king of Norway; The look on its face was as angry as it had once when it had crushed the snowmobile Poles on the ice after the break. Strange things, strange things!

The first two times Marcellus walked before our eyes with the gait of a soldier in this quiet hour.

Horace: I don't know what to think; However, it is likely to be speculated that this may indicate that there will be an extraordinary change in our country.

Marcellus Well, sit down. Whoever knows, tell me why we have such a high guard, so that the army and the people of the whole country may not rest every night; Why are copper cannons being made every day, and war equipment is also purchased from abroad; Why do they recruit a large number of shipbuilders and do not stop working even on Sundays? What is the purpose of working so hard day and night? Can anyone tell me?

Horace, I can tell you; At least that's what the general population is talking about. The image of the late king, which, you know, was challenged by the proud and competitive Fortinbras of Norway; In the middle of that duel, our valiant Hamlet, whose fame is universally acclaimed, slain Fortinbras; According to the agreement between the two sides on the basis of law and chivalry, if Fortinbras was defeated, all his lands must be transferred to the victorious side, except for his own life; At the same time, our king made a bet that if Fortinbras prevailed, the land would be his own, just as it was stipulated in the same agreement that if he failed, Hamlet could confiscate his land. Now to the son of Fortinbras, who was born with an untrained fiery character, gathered a band of scoundrels in all the lands of Norway, fed them, and drove them to do their adventurous deeds, so that they might show off their talents. His only purpose, as our authorities see it very clearly, is nothing more than to regain the land lost by his father by force and coercion. As far as I know, this is the main motive for our preparations, and the only reason why we are so vigilant, and because the whole country is in such a hurry.

Bonado: I think that's exactly why. Our king has played a major role in the wars of the past and the present, so it is no wonder that his armed form is about to warn us.

Horace, that's a speck of dust that disturbs the eyes of our hearts. Once upon a time in the rich and prosperous Rome, in the eloquent Julix? Shortly before Caesar was slain, the dead in their burrows came out of their graves and chattered in the streets, the stars dragged their tails of fire, the dew was bloody, the sun changed color, and the moon, which dominated the tides, was swallowed up like a sick man without improvement; This kind of omen that predicts major changes has also appeared many times in the heavens and the earth in our country. But don't make a noise! Look at! Look at! It's here again!

The ghosts are back.

Horaceus I'm going to get in its way, even if it hurts me. Don't go, ghosts! If you could speak up, you would open your mouth and speak to me; If I have a place where I can serve you, that your soul may rest, then speak to me; If you foresee the fate of your fatherland, and by your instructions you may be able to avoid future calamities in time, then speak to me; Or if you have buried the treasure you have gathered in the ground, and I have heard that ghosts often linger in the place where they hide their gold, if there is such a thing, you can also tell me; Don't go, say! Stop it, Marcellus.................. (For extra plots, please Baidu by yourself)

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"This drama is so good," a girl put her head on a boy's shoulder. (To be continued.) )