Cas. This is the monkey's own giving out: she is persuaded[6300]
I will marry her, out of her own love and flattery,[6300]
not out of my promise.[6300]
Oth. Iago beckons me; now he begins the story.[6287][6301]
Cas. She was here even now; she haunts me in every 130
place. I was the other day talking on the sea-bank with[6302]
certain Venetians; and thither comes the bauble, and, by[6303][6304]
this hand, she falls me thus about my neck—[6304][6305]
Oth. Crying 'O dear Cassio!' as it were: his gesture[6287][6306]
imports it. 135
Cas. So hangs and lolls and weeps upon me; so hales[6307][6308]
and pulls me: ha, ha, ha![6307]
Oth. Now he tells how she plucked him to my[6287][6309]
chamber. O, I see that nose of yours, but not that dog I[6309][6310]
shall throw it to.[6309][6311] 140
Cas. Well, I must leave her company.
Iago. Before me! look, where she comes.[6312]
Cas. Tis such another fitchew! marry, a perfumed one.
Enter Bianca.[6313]