Patience awhile, good Cassio. Come, come;
Lend me a light. Know we this face or no?
Alas my friend and my dear countryman
Roderigo! no: – yes, sure: O heaven! Roderigo.
GRATIANO. What, of Venice?
IAGO. Even he, sir; did you know him?
GRATIANO. Know him! ay.
IAGO. Signior Gratiano? I cry you gentle pardon;
These bloody accidents must excuse my manners,
That so neglected you.
GRATIANO. I am glad to see you.
IAGO. How do you, Cassio? O, a chair, a chair!
GRATIANO. Roderigo!
IAGO. He, he ’tis he. [A chair brought in.]
O, that’s well said; the chair!
Some good man bear him carefully from hence;
I’ll fetch the general’s surgeon. [To Bianca.] Foryou, mistress,
Saveyou’re your labour. He that lies slain here, Cassio,
Was my dear friend: what malice was between you?
CASSIO. None in the world; nor do I know the man.
IAGO. [To Bianca.] What, look you pale? O, bear him out o’ the air.
[Cassio and Roderigo are borne off.]
Stay you, good gentlemen. Look you pale, mistress?
Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?
Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon.
Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her:
Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak,
Though tongues were out of use.
[Enter Emilia.]
EMILIA. ’Las, what’s the matter? what’s the matter, husband?
IAGO. Cassio hath here been set on in the dark
By Roderigo and fellows that are scaped:
He’s almost slain, and Roderigo dead.
EMILIA. Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio!
IAGO. This is the fruit of whoring. Prithee, Emilia,
Go know of Cassio where he supped to-night.
What, do you shake at that?
BIANCA. He supped at my house; but I therefore shake not.
IAGO. O, did he so? I charge you, go with me.
EMILIA. Fie, fie upon thee, strumpet!
BIANCA. I am no strumpet; but of life as honest
As you that thus abuse me.
EMILIA. As I! foh! fie upon thee!
IAGO. Kind gentlemen, let’s go see poor Cassio dressed.
Come, mistress, you must tell’s another tale.
Emilia run you to the citadel,
And tell my lord and lady what hath happed.
Will you go on? I pray. [Aside.] This is the night
That either makes me or fordoes me quite.
[Exeunt.]