4. SCENE IV. Cyprus. Before the Castle.
[Enter Desdemona, Emilia, and Clown.]
Do you know, sirrah, where Lieutenant Cassio lies?
I dare not say he lies anywhere.
He's a soldier; and for one to say a soldier lies is
Go to: where lodges he?
To tell you where he lodges is to tell you where I lie.
Can anything be made of this?
I know not where he lodges; and for me to devise a
lodging, and say he lies here or he lies there were to lie in
mine own throat.
Can you inquire him out, and be edified by report?
I will catechize the world for him; that is, make
questions and by them answer.
Seek him, bid him come hither: tell him I have moved
my lord on his behalf, and hope all will be well.
To do this is within the compass of man's wit; and
therefore I will attempt the doing it.
Where should I lose that handkerchief, Emilia?
I know not, madam.
Believe me, I had rather have lost my purse
Full of crusadoes: and, but my noble Moor
Is true of mind and made of no such baseness
As jealous creatures are, it were enough
To put him to ill thinking.
Is he not jealous?
Who, he? I think the sun where he was born
Drew all such humours from him.