Iago
She gives it out that you shall marry hey:
Do you intend it?
Cassio
Ha, ha, ha!
Othello
Do you triumph, Roman? do you triumph?
Cassio
I marry her! what? a customer! Prithee, bear some charity to my wit: do not think it so unwholesome. Ha, ha, ha!
Othello
So, so, so, so: they laugh that win.
Iago
’Faith, the cry goes that you shall marry her.