Act Three Scene 3 Part 3
Iago hesitated in his move. He looked to
Othello.
"I think not now, Othello. You are in
anger and pain. You may do worse than last night." Iago told him. He then
probed on the friendship of Cassio and Desdemona.
"One voyage, and he had charmed her?
I salute the other for his ways. It took me ages to charm my love." Iago
spoke out in a cynical manner.
"Who? You meant Cassio. No, he knew
Desdemona, even before myself." Othello replied.
"I meant no ill intent,
Othello." Iago defended himself.
"None taken. Why do you asked? Is
Cassio not trustworthy?" Othello asked back. "Have I mistaken him all
this time?"
"Trust is the word he is." Iago
replied.
"I want a honest reply, Iago. I am
still your friend." Othello shouted at the other.
"Deny not me the privilege to keep
myself of the thoughts of another man. We are akin to brothers; we had shared
many journeys, fought many battles, and even bathe in the same stream."
Iago told Othello. "You and him included. Do you think we .."
"Could read the other? No! I can't.
You tell me of him as from your view." Othello glared to the departing
figure of his love. He ache in his heart if she had hurt him.
"Tell me. Iago. He may had something
not whispered to me but you may know. Too hideous to be revealed, but meant a
lot to him. He may had to tell to let it off his chest. You told me he is
trustworthy, but you spoke in pain to say the word. So tell me what you would
not say, or be damned to eternity that I had mis-trusted you."
"Please, my Legatus. Don't let this
be our moment of disbelieving in the trust we all had. You know I love you.
" Iago fell to his knees and bowed to his Legatus.
"I think you do, And I know of your
trust and love. But the last words of yours weighed against them. For I see in
you now, a mis-trusted legionnaire that may stabbed me in the back. One
admission I would not deny now, that its been spoken to you." Othello
looked to the man before me. "Iago, I love you but make me do it once
again. And for Micheal Cassio sake please."
"Mentioned not Cassio in the same
tone. He is trustworthy I can assured you, my Legatus." Iago defended the
other.
"Then speak your mind as one of mine.
Hold nothing back for the open words would reveal the truth or ...it false
messages." Othello told him.
"Messages I am to utter, are bound by
the duty of friendship. But if the vile ones are spoken by me on others, would
it not be the same as the thieves who forego their oath. If that was to be,
then the whole friendship of ours should not had been forged."
"True words, but in conspiring
against your own friend for his good, make haste his recovery to become closer
friends. Don't betray him but denying him the truth of his actions."
Othello told Iago. "Speak my, my friend."
"Aye, my Legatus. I would speak as if
I am reporting to you on the Legions. I am a Centurion and my faith is in my
leader while my command are my men. If they failed me, my faith with the leader
would be shaken. For that, searched them out in the strength and weakness, weed
out the bad ones, and nurtured the better ones. I spied on them to learn their
ways and sometimes, it may be of weak excuses to the hard ones of jealousy
among the ranks...."
"Iago, speak to me not in riddles,
but in words. I command thee." Othello grew impatience.
"You hold in you the purse of hard
earned coins. You held it there in trust. Its yours and yet not yours for some
had taken it from you. Supposedly someone had slipped into your coins from
below, and removed its content from it. You may end up holding only an empty
purse. It would make you angry, but you may not know how it was to be
then."
"Riddles, riddles, I heard them many
times. I know not what you mean, Iago." Othello beamed up his eyes to the
skies. "My Gods bear witness to this. This friend of mine shall tell me the
truth today."
"Othello, don't invoke the Gods on
your jealousy." Iago spilled it out.
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