Cassio. Aunciant, what makes he heere?
Iago. Faith, he to night hath boarded a Land Carract,
If it proue lawfull prize, he's made for euer
Cassio. I do not vnderstand
Iago. He's married
Cassio. To who?
Iago. Marry to- Come Captaine, will you go?
Othel. Haue with you
Cassio. Here comes another Troope to seeke for you.
Enter Brabantio, Rodorigo, with Officers, and Torches.
Iago. It is Brabantio: Generall be aduis'd,
He comes to bad intent
Othello. Holla, stand there
Rodo. Signior, it is the Moore
Bra. Downe with him, Theefe