Emilia
My husband!
Othello
Thy husband.
Emilia
That she was false to wedlock?
Othello
Ay, with Cassio. Nay, had she been true,
If heaven would make me such another world
Of one entire and perfect chrysolite,
I’ld not have sold her for it.
Emilia
My husband!
Othello
Ay, ’twas he that told me first: