Cassio I humbly thank your ladyship.
Bianca
Bianca. Save you, friend Cassio!
Cassio What make you from home? How is it with you, my most fair Bianca? I' faith, sweet love, I was coming to your house.
Bianca
Bianca. And I was going to your lodging, Cassio. What, keep a week away? seven days and nights? Eight score eight hours? and lovers' absent hours, More tedious than the dial eight score times? O weary reckoning!
Cassio Take me this work out.
Bianca
Bianca. O Cassio, whence came this? This is some token from a newer friend: To the felt absence now I feel a cause: Is't come to this? Well, well.
Cassio Go to, woman! Throw your vile guesses in the devil's teeth, From whence you have them. You are jealous now That this is from some mistress, some remembrance: No, in good troth, Bianca.
Bianca
Bianca. Why, whose is it?
Cassio I know not, sweet: I found it in my chamber. I like the work well: ere it be demanded-- As like enough it will--I'd have it copied: Take it, and do't; and leave me for this time.
Bianca
Bianca. Leave you! wherefore?
Cassio I do attend here on the general; And think it no addition, nor my wish, To have him see me woman'd.
Bianca
Cassio Not that I love you not.
Bianca
Bianca. But that you do not love me. I pray you, bring me on the way a little, And say if I shall see you soon at night.
Cassio 'Tis but a little way that I can bring you; For I attend here: but I'll see you soon.
Bianca
Bianca. 'Tis very good; I must be circumstanced.