Statist though I am none, nor like to be, Now mingled with their courages, will make known Phi. Enter Iachimo. See! Iachimo! Post. The swiftest harts have posted you by land, Phi. Welcome, sir. Post. I hope the briefness of your answer made The speediness of your return. Iach. Your lady Is one of the fairest that I have look'd upon. Post. And therewithal the best, or let her beauty Look through a casement to allure false hearts, And be false with them. Iach. Here are letters for you. Post. Their tenour good, I trust. When you were there? 'Tis very like. Iach. He was expected then, But not approach'd. Post. All is well yet. Sparkles this stone as it was wont? or is 't not Too dull for your good wearing? Iach. If I had lost it, I should have lost the worth of it in gold. Post. The stone 's too hard to come by. Iach. Your lady being so easy. Post. Make not, sir, Not a whit, Your loss your sport: I hope you know that we Must not continue friends. Iach. Good sir, we must, If you keep covenant. Had I not brought By both your wills. Post. If you can make 't apparent That you have tasted her in bed, my hand To who shall find them. Iach. Post. Iach. Proceed. First, her bedchamber, Where, I confess, I slept not, but profess Post. This is true; And this you might have heard of here, by me, So they must, The chimney Is south the chamber; and the chimney-piece, Motion and breath left out. Post. This is a thing Which you might from relation likewise reap, Being, as it is, much spoke of. Iach. The roof o' the chamber With golden cherubins is fretted: her andirons- Of silver, each on one foot standing, nicely Depending on their brands. Post. This is her honour! Let it be granted you have seen all this, and praise Be given to your remembrance-the description Of what is in her chamber nothing saves The wager you have laid. Iach. Then, if you can, [Showing the bracelet. Be pale: I beg but leave to air this jewel; see! To that your diamond; I'll keep them. Post. Once more let me behold it is it that Which I left with her? Iach. Jove! Sir, I thank her-that: She stripp'd it from her arm; I see her yet; Her pretty action did outsell her gift, And yet enrich'd it too: she gave it me And said she prized it once. Post. To send it me. Iach. May be she pluck'd it off She writes so to you, doth she? Post. O, no, no, no! 'tis true. Here, take this too; It is a basilisk unto mine eye, [Gives the ring. Kills me to look on 't. Let there be no honour Phi. Have patience, sir, And take your ring again; 'tis not yet won: Who knows if one of her women, being corrupted, And so, I hope, he came by 't. Back my ring: Iach. By Jupiter, I had it from her arm. Post. Hark you, he swears; by Jupiter he swears. 'Tis true :-nay, keep the ring 'tis true: I am sure All sworn and honourable :-they induced to steal it ! The cognizance of her incontinency Is this: she hath bought the name of whore thus dearly. There, take thy hire; and all the fiends of hell Divide themselves between you! Phi. Sir, be patient: This is not strong enough to be believed Of one persuaded well of Post. Never talk on 't; She hath been colted by him. Iach. If you seek For further satisfying, under her breast- This stain upon her? Post. Ay, and it doth confirm Another stain, as big as hell can hold, Were there no more but it. Iach. Will you hear more? Post. Spare your arithmetic; never count the turns; Once, and a million! Iach. Post. I'll be sworn No swearing. If you will swear you have not done 't you lie, And I will kill thee if thou dost deny Thou 'st made me cuckold. Iach. I'll deny nothing. Post. O, that I had her here, to tear her limb-meal! Phi. Quite besides The government of patience! You have won: 3 [Exit. Iach. With all my heart. [Exeunt. SCENE V Another room in Philario's house. Post. Is there no way for men to be, but women Cried 'O!' and mounted; found no opposition It is the woman's part: be it lying, note it, All faults that may be named, nay, that hell knows, For even to vice They are not constant, but are changing still [Exit. |