Cassio
He is not yet arrived: nor know I aught
But that he’s well and will be shortly here.
Desdemona
O, but I fear—How lost you company?
Cassio
The great contention of the sea and skies
Parted our fellowship—But, hark! a sail.
Within “A sail, a sail!” Guns heard.
Second Gentleman
They give their greeting to the citadel;
This likewise is a friend.
Cassio
Good ancient, you are welcome. Welcome, mistress.
Let it not gall your patience, good Iago,
That I extend my manners; ’tis my breeding
That gives me this bold show of courtesy.