Cassio
None in the world; nor do I know the man.
Iago
What, look you pale? O, bear him out o’ the air.
Stay you, good gentlemen. Look you pale, mistress?
Do you perceive the gastness of her eye?
Nay, if you stare, we shall hear more anon.
Behold her well; I pray you, look upon her:
Do you see, gentlemen? nay, guiltiness will speak,
Though tongues were out of use.
To Bianca.; Cassio and Roderigo are borne off.
Emilia
’Las, what’s the matter? what’s the matter, husband?
Iago
Cassio hath here been set on in the dark
By Roderigo and fellows that are scaped:
He’s almost slain, and Roderigo dead.
Emilia
Alas, good gentleman! alas, good Cassio!
Iago
This is the fruit of whoring. Prithee, Emilia,
Go know of Cassio where he supp’d to-night.
What, do you shake at that?
To Bianca .
Bianca
He supp’d at my house; but I therefore shake not.