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DESDEMONA

               My lord?



              OTHELLO
          Get  you  to  bed,  o’  the  instant  I  will  be  return’d,  forthwith,  dispatch  your
          attendant there:... look it be done.



              DESDEMONA
          I will, my lord. [10]

                                                          Exeunt Othello, Lodovico, and Attendants.


              EMILIA

          How goes it now? he looks gentler than he did.



              DESDEMONA
               He says he will return incontinent:
               He hath commanded me to go to bed,
               And bade me to dismiss you.



              EMILIA
                               Dismiss me?



              DESDEMONA
               It was his bidding, therefore, good Emilia, [15]

               Give me my nightly wearing, and adieu,
               We must not now displease him.



              EMILIA
               I would you had never seen him!



              DESDEMONA
               So would not I, my love doth so approve him,

               That even his stubbornness, his checks and frowns, − [20]
               Prithee unpin me, − have grace and favour in them.



              EMILIA
               I have laid those sheets you bade me on the bed.
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