Mon. What's the matter, lieutenant?
Cas. A knave teach me my duty! But I'll beat the[5613][5614]
knave into a wicker bottle.[5613][5615]
Cas. Dost thou prate, rogue? [Striking Roderigo.[5613][5617]140
Mon. Nay, good lieutenant; I pray you, sir, hold[5613][5618]
your hand.[5613]
Cas. Let me go, sir, or I'll knock you o'er the mazzard.[5613][5619]
Mon. Come, come, you're drunk.[5613][5620] 145
Cas. Drunk! [They fight.[5621]
Iago. [Aside to Roderigo] Away, I say; go out, and cry a mutiny. [Exit Roderigo.[5622]
Nay, good lieutenant! God's will, gentlemen![5623]
Help, ho!—Lieutenant,—sir,—Montano—sir;—[5624]
Help, masters!—Here's a goodly watch indeed![5625] 150
[A bell rings.