You can't see a reputation. A lot of people
don't even deserve the reputations they have. But a
handkerchief—
OTHELLO
By heaven, I would most gladly have forgot it.
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Thou saidst—Oh, it comes o'er my memory,
As doth the raven o'er the infectious house,
Boding to all—he had my handkerchief.
OTHELLO
God, I wish I could forget about the handkerchief! What you told
me it haunts me like a nightmare—he's got my
handkerchief!
IAGO
Ay, what of that?
IAGO
Yes, what about it?
OTHELLO
That's not so good now.
OTHELLO
That's not good.
IAGO
What if I had said I had seen him do you wrong?
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Or heard him say—as knaves be such abroad,
Who having, by their own importunate suit,
Or voluntary dotage of some mistress,
Convincèd or supplied them, cannot choose
But they must blab—
IAGO
What if I'd said I saw him do something to hurt you? Or
heard him say something about it. You know there are jerks out there
who have to brag about bedding some woman.—