Iago. You have not been a-bed, then ? [parted. Cas. Why, no; the day had broke before we I have made bold to send into your wife; My suit is, that she will to Desdemona Iago. I'll send her presently; And I'll devise a mean to draw the Moor Out of the way, that your converse and business May be more free. [Exit. Cas. I humbly thank you for't. I never knew A Florentine more kind and honest. To him, enter ŒMILIA. Emil. Good-morrow, good lieutenant. I am sorry. For your displeasure; but all will sure be well. That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus, He might not but refuse you. But he protests he loves you; And needs no other suitor but his likings To bring you in again. Cas. Yet I beseech you, If you think fit, or that it may be done, Emil. Pray you, come in: I will bestow you where you shall have time Cas. I am much bound to you. [Exeunt. Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and Gentlemen. Iago. My good lord, I'll do't. Oth. This fortification, gentlemen, shall we see't? Gent. We'll wait upon your Lordship. [Exeunt. SCENE changes to an Apartment in the Palace. Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA. Des. Be thou assured, good Cassio, I will do All my abilities in thy behalf. Emil. Good Madam, do: I know it grieves my As if the cause were his. [husband, Des. Oh, that's an honest fellow; doubt not, But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were. Cas. Most bounteous Madam, [Cassio, Whatever shall become of Michael Cassio, Des. I know't, I thank you; you do love my lord, [sured, You have known him long; and, be you well asHe shall in strangeness stand no further off Than in a politic distance. Cas. Ay, but, lady, That policy may either last so long, Des. Do not doubt that; before Æmilia here, I give thee warrant of thy place. Assure thee, If I do vow a friendship, I'll perform it To the last article. My lord shall never rest; With Cassio's suit: therefore be merry, Cassio; For thy solicitor shall rather die, Than give thy cause away. Enter OTHELLO, and IAGO, at a distance. Cas. Madam, I'll take my leave. Des. Why, stay, and hear me speak. Cas. Madam, not now: I am very ill at ease, Unfit for mine own purposes. Des. Well, do your discretion. [Exit Cassio. Iago. Hah! I like not that.-- Fago. Nothing, my Lord; or if-I know not what. Oth. Was not that Cassio, parted from my Fago. Cassio, my lord? no, sure, I cannot think That he would steal away so guilty-like, Seeing you coming. Oth. I believe 'twas he. Des. How now, my lord? I have been talking with a suitor here, [it, [my lord, Des. Why, your lieutenant Cassio. Good If I have any grace, or power to move you, For if he be not one that truly loves you, Oth. Went he hence now? Des. Ay, sooth, so humbled, That he hath left part of his grief with me, (56) To suffer with him. Good love, call him back. Oth. Not now, sweet Desdemona; some other Des. But shall't be shortly? .[time. (56) The streaks of light on Cassio's face and person (which may be taken to represent tears) terminate upon the prototype of Desdemona's face. Oth. The sooner, sweet, for you. Des. To-morrow dinner then? Oth. I shall not dine at home; I meet the captains at the citadel. Des. Why then to-morrow night, or Tuesday morn, Or Tuesday noon, or night, or Wednesday morn: Oth. Pr'ythee, no more: let him come when he I will deny thee nothing. Des. Why, this is not a boon: [will, 'Tis as I should intreat you wear your gloves, Or feed on nourishing meats, or keep you warm; Or sue to you, to do peculiar profit |