A Suspicion of Witches

 Macbeth    Say from whence

You owe this strange intelligence ? or why 

Upon this blasted heath you stop our way 

With such prophetic greeting ? 

Speak, I charge you. 

[Witches vanish]

Banquo     The earth hath bubbles, as the water has,

And these are of them. Whither are they vanish'd ?

Macbeth    Into the air ; and what seem'd corporal melted

As breath into the wind.

 

Denounced by the town folk for using witchcraft to find the jewel thief