Another Street.
 Enter OTHELLO, IAGO, and ATTENDANTS with torches.

Iago	Though in the trade of war I have slain men,
	Yet do I hold it very stuff o'th' conscience
	To do no contrived murder. I lack iniquity,
	Sometime, to do me service. Nine or ten times
	I had thought t'have yerked him here, under the ribs.

Othello	'Tis better as it is.

Iago							Nay, but he prated,
	And spoke such scurvy and provoking terms
	Against your honour
	That, with the little godliness I have,
	I did full hard forbear him. But I pray you, sir,
	Are you fast married? Be assured of this:
	That the magnifico is much beloved,
	And hath in his effect a voice potential
	As double as the duke's. He will divorce you,
	Or put upon you what restraint or grievance
	The law, with all his might to enforce it on,
	Will give him cable.

Othello							Let him do his spite.
	My services which I have done the signory
	Shall outtongue his complaints. 'Tis yet to know-
	Which, when I know that boasting is an honour,
	I shall promulgate - I fetch my life and being
	From men of royal siege, and my demerits
	May speak unbonneted to as proud a fortune
	As this that I have reached. For know, Iago,
	But that I love the gentle Desdemona
	I would not my unhousd free condition
	Put into circumscription and confine
	For the seas' worth.

                 Enter CASSIO and OFFICERS with TORCHES.

					But look, what lights come yond?

Iago	Those are the raisd father and his friends.
	You were best go in.

Othello							Not I; I must be found.
	My parts, my title, and my perfect soul
	Shall manifest me rightly. Is it they?

Iago	By Janus, I think no.

Othello	The servants of the duke, and my lieutenant.
	The goodness of the night upon you, friends!
	What is the news?

Cassio						The duke does greet you, general,
	And he requires your haste-posthaste appearance
	Even on the instant.

Othello							What is the matter, think you?

Cassio	Something from Cyprus, as I may divine;
	It is a business of some heat: the galleys
	Have sent a dozen sequent messengers
	This very night at one another's heels,
	And many of the consuls, raised and met,
	Are at the duke's already. You have been hotly called for.
	When being not at your lodging to be found
	The senate sent about three several quests
	To search you out.

Othello						'Tis well I am found by you.
	I will but spend a word here in the house,
	And go with you.
												[Exit.
Cassio					Ensign, what makes he here?

Iago	Faith, he tonight hath boarded a land-carrack;
	If it prove lawful prize, he's made for ever.

Cassio	I do not understand.

Iago						He's married.

Cassio									To who?

                            Re-enter OTHELLO.

Iago	Marry, to - Come, captain, will you go?

Othello										Have with you.

Cassio	Here comes another troop to seek for you.

          Enter BRABANTIO, RODERIGO, with OFFICERS, and TORCHES.

Iago	It is Brabantio. General, be advised;
	He comes to bad intent.

Othello							Holla, stand there!

Roderigo	Signor, it is the Moor.

Brabantio								Down with him, thief!
											[They draw on both sides.

Iago	You, Roderigo! Come, sir, I am for you.

Othello	Keep up your bright swords, for the dew will rust 'em.
	Good signor, you shall more command with years
	Than with your weapons.

Brabantio	O thou foul thief! Where hast thou stowed my daughter?
	Damned as thou art, thou hast enchanted her,
	For I'll refer me to all things of sense,
	If she in chains of magic were not bound,
	Whether a maid so tender, fair, and happy,
	So opposite to marriage that she shunned
	The wealthy curld darlings of our nation,
	Would ever have, t'incur a general mock,
	Run from her guardage to the sooty bosom
	Of such a thing as thou - to fear, not to delight.
	Judge me the world if 'tis not gross in sense
	That thou hast practised on her with foul charms,
	Abused her delicate youth with drugs or minerals
	That weakens motion. I'll have't disputed on;
	'Tis probable, and palpable to thinking.
	I therefore apprehend and do attach thee
	For an abuser of the world, a practiser
	Of arts inhibited and out of warrant.
	Lay hold upon him. If he do resist,
	Subdue him at his peril.

Othello								Hold your hands,
	Both you of my inclining and the rest.
	Were it my cue to fight I should have known it
	Without a prompter. Where will you that I go
	To answer this your charge?

Brabantio								To prison, till fit time
	Of law and course of direct session
	Call thee to answer.

Othello							What if I do obey?
	How may the duke be therewith satisfied,
	Whose messengers are here about my side,
	Upon some present business of the state
	To bring me to him?

Officer						'Tis true, most worthy signor.
	The duke's in council, and your noble self,
	I am sure, is sent for.

Brabantio							How, the duke in council?
	In this time of the night? Bring him away.
	Mine's not an idle cause; the duke himself,
	Or any of my brothers of the state,
	Cannot but feel this wrong as 'twere their own;
	For if such actions may have passage free,
	Bondslaves and pagans shall our statesmen be.
												[Exeunt.
