Gra. Roderigo![6673]
Iago. He, he, 'tis he. [A chair brought in.] O, that's well said; the chair:[6674]
Some good man bear him carefully from hence;
I'll fetch the general's surgeon. [To Bianca] For you, mistress,[6675]100
Save you your labour. He that lies slain here, Cassio,[6676]
Was my dear friend: what malice was between you?[6677]
Cas. None in the world; nor do I know the man.[6678]
Iago. [To Bian.] What, look you pale? O, bear him out o' the air. [Cassio and Roderigo are borne off.[6679]
Stay you, good gentlemen. Look you pale, mistress?[6680] 105
Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?[6681]
Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon.[6682]
Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her:
Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak,[6683]
Though tongues were out of use.[6683] 110
Enter Emilia.[6684]
Emil. 'Las, what's the matter? what's the matter, husband?[6685]
Iago. Cassio hath here been set on in the dark[6686]
By Roderigo, and fellows that are 'scaped:
He's almost slain, and Roderigo dead.[6687]
Emil. Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio! 115
Iago. This is the fruit of whoring. Prithee, Emilia,[6688]
Go know of Cassio where he supp'd to-night.
What, do you shake at that?
Bian. He supp'd at my house; but I therefore shake not.[6689]