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IAGO

This is the fruit of whoring; pray, Emilia, [115]
Go know of Cassio where he supp’d to-night:
What, do you shake at that?

BIANCA
He supp’d 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! [120]

BIANCA
I am no strumpet, but of life as honest
As you, that thus abuse me.

EMILIA
As I? faugh, fie upon thee!

IAGO
Kind gentlemen, let’s go see poor Cassio dress’d;
Come, mistress, you must tell’s another tale.

Emilia, run you to the citadel, [125]
And tell my lord and lady what has happ’d:
Will you go on, I pray? (Aside) This is the night

That either makes me, or fordoes me quite.
Exeunt.

Scene II IT
A Bedchamber in the Castle.

Desdemona in bed asleep.

Enter Othello, with a light.