BARNARDO: It was about to say something when the rooster crowed.
HORATIO: And then it startled, like a guilty thing caught by the law.
I’ve heard that the god of the day makes wandering ghosts return to hiding.
MARCELLUS: Yes, and some people say that just before Christmas, the rooster crows all night long, so that no ghost dares to wander, and the night is safe.
HORATIO: Hmph. But look—morning breaks over the eastern hills, turning the sky red. Let’s go tell young Hamlet what we’ve seen; this mute ghost will surely speak to him.
MARCELLUS: Let’s do it. I know where we’ll find him this morning.