Page 1506 - Shakespeare - Vol. 3
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OTHELLO
Fetch me that handkerchief, my mind misgives.
DESDEMONA
Come, come,
You’ll never meet a more sufficient man.
OTHELLO
The handkerchief!
DESDEMONA
I pray, talk me of Cassio. [90]
OTHELLO
The handkerchief!
DESDEMONA
A man that all his time
Hath founded his good fortunes on your love,
Shar’d dangers with you, −
OTHELLO
The handkerchief!
DESDEMONA
I’ faith, you are to blame.
OTHELLO
Zounds! [95]
Exit.
EMILIA
Is not this man jealous?
DESDEMONA
I ne’er saw this before:
Sure there’s some wonder in this handkerchief,
