What bloody business ever. 

 [They rise.]

OTHELLO. I greet thy love, Not with vain thanks, but with acceptance bounteous, And will upon the instant put thee to ’t. Within these three days let me hear thee say That Cassio’s not alive. 

IAGO. My friend is dead. ’Tis done at your request. But let her live. 

OTHELLO. Damn her, lewd minx! O, damn her, damn her! Come, go with me apart, I will withdraw To furnish me with some swift means of death For the fair devil. Now art thou my lieutenant. 

IAGO. I am your own for ever. 

 [Exeunt.]

 SCENE IV. Cyprus. Before the Castle.

 Enter Desdemona, Emilia and Clown.

Desdemona, Emilia

Clown

DESDEMONA. Do you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio lies? 

CLOWN. I dare not say he lies anywhere. 

DESDEMONA. Why, man? 

CLOWN. He’s a soldier; and for one to say a soldier lies is stabbing. 

DESDEMONA. Go to. Where lodges he? 

CLOWN. To tell you where he lodges is to tell you where I lie. 

DESDEMONA. Can anything be made of this? 

CLOWN. I know not where he lodges; and for me to devise a lodging, and say he lies here, or he lies there, were to lie in mine own throat. 

DESDEMONA. Can you inquire him out, and be edified by report? 

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