Lod.
Save you, worthy General.

Oth.
With all my heart, Sir.

Lod.
The Duke and the Senators of Venice greet you. [Gives him a letter.

Oth.
I kiss the Instrument of their pleasures.

Des.
And what's the news, good Cousin Lodovico?

Iago.
I am very glad to see you, signior.
Welcome to Cyprus.

Lod.
I thank you; how does lieutenant Cassio?

Iago.
Lives, Sir.

Des.
Cousin, there's fall'n between him and my Lord
An unkind breach, but you shall make all well.

Oth.
Are you sure of that?

Des.
My Lord?—

Oth.
This fail you not to do, as you will— [Reads.

Lod.
He did not call; he's busy in the paper.
Is there division 'twixt my Lord and Cassio?

Des.
A most unhappy one; I would do much
T' ^{2 note}atone them, for the love I bear to Cassio.

Oth.
Fire and brimstone!

Des.
My Lord!

Oth.
Are you wise?

Des.
What, is he angry?

Lod.
'May be, the letter mov'd him.
For, as I think, they do command him home,
Deputing Cassio in his Government.

Des.
Trust me, I am glad on't.

Oth.
Indeed!

Des.
My Lord!

Oth.
I am glad to see you mad.

Des.
Why, sweet Othello?

Oth.
Devil!— [Striking her.

Des.
I have not deserv'd this.

Lod.
My Lord, this would not be believ'd in Venice,
Though I should swear, I saw't. 'Tis very much.
Make her amends, she weeps.

Oth.
Oh devil, devil!
^{3 note}If that the earth could teem with woman's tears,
Each drop, she falls, would prove a crocodile.
Out of my sight!

Des.
I will not stay t' offend you. [Going.

Lod.
Truly, an obedient lady:
I do beseech your Lordship, call her back.

Oth.
Mistress,—

Des.
My Lord.

Oth.
What would you with her, Sir?

Lod.
Who, I, my Lord?

Oth.
Ay; you did wish, that I would make her turn:
Sir, she can turn and turn, and yet go on;
And turn again. And she can weep, Sir, weep;
And she's obedient: as you say, obedient;
Very obedient—Proceed you in your tears—
Concerning this, Sir—Oh well-painted passion!—
I am commanded home—Get you away,
I'll send for you anon,—Sir, I obey the mandate,
And will return to Venice.—Hence, avant! [Exit Desdemona.
Cassio shall have my Place. And, Sir, to-night
I do entreat that we may sup together.
You are welcome, Sir, to Cyprus—
Goats and Monkies! [Exit.

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