Enter Emilia.
EMILIA.
Good morrow, good lieutenant; I am sorry
For your displeasure, but all will sure be well.
The general and his wife are talking of it,
And she speaks for you stoutly: the Moor replies
That he you hurt is of great fame in Cyprus
And great affinity, and that in wholesome wisdom
He might not but refuse you; but he protests he loves you
And needs no other suitor but his likings
To take the safest occasion by the front
To bring you in again.
CASSIO.
Yet, I beseech you,
If you think fit, or that it may be done,
Give me advantage of some brief discourse
With Desdemona alone.
EMILIA.
Pray you, come in.
I will bestow you where you shall have time
To speak your bosom freely.
CASSIO.
I am much bound to you.
[Exeunt.]
SCENE II. Cyprus. A Room in the Castle.
Enter Othello, Iago and Gentlemen.
OTHELLO.
These letters give, Iago, to the pilot,
And by him do my duties to the senate.
That done, I will be walking on the works,
Repair there to me.
IAGO.
Well, my good lord, I’ll do’t.