SCENE III. Before the Caftle. Enter DESDEMONA, CASSIO, and EMILIA. Def. Be thou affur'd, good Caffio, I will do All my abilities in thy behalf. Emil. Good madam, do; I know it grieves my husband, As if the cafe were his. Def. O, that's an honest fellow.-Do not doubt, Caffio, But I will have my lord and you again As friendly as you were. Bounteous madam, Caf. He's never any thing but your true fervant. Def. O, fir, I thank you: You do love my lord; You have known him long; and be you well affur'd, He shall in strangenefs ftand no further off Than in a politick distance. Caf. Ay, but lady, Or feed upon fuch nice and waterish diet, Def. Do not doubt that; before Emilia here, I'll intermingle every thing he does With Caffio's fuit: Therefore be merry, Caffio ; Than give thy cause away. Caf. Madam, not now; I am very ill at ease, Unfit for mine own purposes. Iago. Nothing, my lord: or if I know not what. Oth. Was not that Caffio, parted from my wife? Iago. Caffio, my lord? No, fure, I cannot think it, That he would steal away fo guilty-like, Seeing you coming. Oth. Def. How now, my I do believe, 'twas he. lord? I have been talking with a fuitor here, A man that languishes in your displeasure. Oth. Who is't, you mean? Def. Why, your lieutenant Caffio. Good my lord, If I have any grace, or power to move you, His present reconciliation take; For, if he be not one that truly loves you, E 3 I have I have no judgement in an honest face: Oth. Went he hence now? Def. Ay, footh; so humbled, That he hath left part of his grief with me; I fuffer with him. Good love, call him back.. Oth. The fooner, fweet, for you. Def. Shall't be to-night at fupper? Def. To-morrow dinner then? I meet the captains at the citadel. No, not to-night. I fhall not dine at home; Def. Why then, to-morrow night; or tuesday morn ; To incur a private check: When shall he come? What you could ask me, that I should deny, Or ftand fo mammering on. What! Michael Caffio, Hath ta'en your part; to have fo much to do To bring him in! Trust me, I could do much, Oth. Pr'ythee, no more: let him come when he will; I will deny thee nothing. Def. Why, this is not a boon ; 'Tis as I fhould entreat you wear your gloves, Or feed on nourishing dishes, or keep you warm; To your own perfon: Nay, when I have a fuit, And fearful to be granted. Oth. I will deny thee nothing: Whereon, I do befeech thee, grant me this, To leave me but a little to myself. Def. Shall I deny you? no: Farewell, my lord. Oth. Farewell, my Desdemona: I will come to thee ftraight. Def. Emilia, come :-Be it as your fancies teach you; Whate'er you be, I am obedient. [Exit, with EMILIA. Oth. Excellent wretch! Perdition catch my foul, But I do love thee! and when I love thee not, Chaos is come again. Iago. My noble lord, Oth.. What doft thou fay, Iago? Iago. Did Michael Caffio, when you woo'd my lady, Oth. He did, from first to last: Why dost thou ask ? No further harm. Oth. Why of thy thought, Iago? Iago. I did not think, he had been acquainted with her. Oth. O, yes; and went between us very oft. Iago. Indeed? Oth. Indeed! ay, indeed :-Difcern'st thou aught in As if there were some monster in his thought Too hideous to be shown.-Thou doft mean something: I heard thee say but now,-Thou lik’dst not that, Some horrible conceit: If thou doft love me, Jago. My lord, you know I love you. Oth. I think, thou doft; And, for I know thou art full of love and honesty, And weigh'ft thy words before thou giv'ft them breath,— Therefore these stops of thine fright me the more: For fuch things, in a false disloyal knave, Are tricks of cuftom; but, in a man that's just, Iago. For Michael Caffio, I dare be fworn, I think that he is honest. Oth. I think fo too. Iago. Men should be what they feem; Or, those that be not, 'would they might seem none ! I think that Caffio is an honest man. Oth. Nay, yet there's more in this : I pray thee, fpeak to me as to thy thinkings, Why then, As |