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He, in good time, must his lieutenant be, and I, God bless the mark, his worship's ensign. I would not follow him then, good Iago. Oh, sir, content you. I follow him to serve my turn upon him. We cannot all be masters, nor all masters cannot be truly followed. In following him, I follow but myself. Call up her father, rouse him, make after him, poison his delight. What are you, reverentia? Senior reverentia, huh? Look to your house, your daughter, and your bags. The reason of this terrible summons. What is the matter there? Senior, is all your- And senior, do you know my voice? Not I. What are you? My name is Rodrigo. Oh, worse, welcome. I have charged you not to haunt about my doors. In honest plainness, you've heard me say my daughter is not for you. Sir, I beseech you that your fair daughter, Desdemona, to the gross clasps of a lascivious smore has fled. Straight satisfy yourself. If she be in her chamber or your house, let loose on me the justice of the state for this delusion. I can't let tinder hole give me a taper. Call up all my people like I say like. Farewell, Rodrigo, for I must leave you. It seems not meet nor wholesome to my place to be produced against the moor. Lead to the arsenal to raise its search. And there will I be with him. So farewell. Scene two, outside the arsenal a few moments later, enter Othello, Iago, in attendance with torches. As better as it is. But I praise thee. Are you fast married? For be sure of this, that senior Babanchio is much beloved, and hath in his effect the voice potential as double as the dukes. He will divorce you. Let him do his spite. My loyal services shall outtun his complaints, for no Iago, but that I love the gentle Desdemona. But look, what lights come yonder? These are the Raised Father and his friends. You will best go in. The Notire must be found. Is it they? By Janus, I think no. The servants of the duke and my Lieutenant Cassio, the goodness of the night upon you friends, what is the news, Cassio? The duke does greet you, General, and he requires your haste post haste appearance, even on the instant. What's the matter, thank you? Something from Cyprus, as I may divine. You've been hotly called for. As well, I'm found by you. Come, Captain, will you go? Have with you. Here comes another troop to seek for you. It is Babanchio, General. Be advised, he comes to bad intent. Hold on, stand there. Senior Artist Amour, turn down with him. Thief! Keep up your bright swords for the dual Rustam. Foul thief! Where hast thou stowed my daughter, I'll have dispirited on! Where will you that I go to answer this your charge? To prison! What if I do obey? How may the duke be therewith satisfied, whose messengers they hear about my side, upon some present business of the state to bear me to him? The duke in council and this time of the night? Bring him away. Mine's not an idle cause. The duke himself cannot but feel this wrong as for his own. Scene three, a council chamber. The duke and senator sitting at a table with lights. Very near dothelo. We must straight employ you against the general enemy, Ottoman. I did not see you. Welcome, Senior Babanchio. We liked your council and your help tonight. So did I yours. Good joke, Grace, pardon me. Neither my place nor ought I heard of business has raised me from my bed. For my particular grief is of so floodgating or bearing nature that it englots and swallows other sorrows. Why, what's the matter? My daughter. Oh, my daughter. Dead? Aye, to me. She's abused, stolen from me, and corrupted by spells and medicines, bought of mountain packs. Here is the man, this Moor, whom now it seems your special mandate for the state affairs has hitherto brought. Mothero, what in your own part can you say to this? I do beseech you, send for the lady and let her speak of me before her father. If you do find me foul in her report, let your sentence even fall upon my life. Prech, desh demune hitherto. Iago, conduct them. You best know the place. Until she come, as truly as to heaven, I'll present how I did thrive in this fair lady's love in she and mine. Say it, Othello. Her father loved me, often invited me, still questioned me the story of my life from year to year. I ran it through. I spoke of most disastrous chances of moving accidents by flood and field, of being taken by the insolent foe and sold to slavery. And my redemption, thence. This to here would desh demune hitherto seriously incline, and with a greedy ear devour up my discourse. When I did speak of some distressful stroke that my youth suffered, my story being done, she gave me for my pains a world of sighs. She swore in faith to a strange, to a passing strange, to a pitiful, to a wondrous pitiful. She wished she had not heard it, yet she wished that heaven had made her such a man. She thanked me and bade me if I had a friend that loved her. I should but teach him how to tell my story and that would woo her. Upon this hint I spoke. She loved me for the dangers I had passed, and I loved her that she did pity them. This only is the witchcraft I have used. Here comes the lady, let her witness it. Come hither, gentle mistress. Do you perceive in all this noble company where most you owe obedience? My noble father, I do perceive here a divided duty. To you I am bound for life and education. My life and education both do learn me how to respect you. But here's my husband. And so much duty as my mother showed to you, preferring you before her father, so much I challenge that I may profess due to the moor, my lord. Come hither, moor. I here do give you that with all my heart I would keep from you. For your sake, jewel, I am glad at soul. I have no other child. I have done my lord. We seek you now to the affairs of state. The Turk with most mighty preparation makes for Cyprus. Othello, the fortitude of the place is best known to you, and though we have there Montana, a substitute of most allowed sufficiency, yet opinion as sovereign mistress of effects throws a more safer voice on you. I do undertake these present wars against the Ottomites. A tin in the morning here will meet again. Othello, leave some officer behind, and he shall our commission bring to you. Please, your grace, my ensign Iago, a man he is of honesty and trust. To his conveyance I assign my wife with what else need for your good grace shall think to be sent after me. Let it be so. Good night to everyone. Adieu, brave moor. Yous, Desdemona, well. Look to her, moor. Have a quick eye to see. She has deceived her father. May it be to thee. My life upon her faith. Come, Desdemona. I have but an hour of love, of worldly matters and direction to spend with thee. We must obey the time. What sayest thou, Rodrigo? What will I do? Why go to bed and sleep? I will incontinently drown myself. If you do, I shall never love thee after. Why, thou silly gentleman? What should I do? I confess it is my shame to be so fond of her, but it is not in my virtue to amend it. Virtue a fig. Disen ourselves that we are thus or thus. Our bodies are gardens to which our wills are gardeners. Come, be a man. Drown thyself, drown cats and blind puppies. Put money in diapers. It cannot be that Desdemona should long continue her love unto the moor. Put money in diapers, nor he to her. It was a violent commencement, and you shall see an answerable sequestration. Put but money in diapers. These moors are changeable in their wills. She must change for youth. She will find the error of her choice. She must have change. She must. If you must damn yourself, do it a more delicate way than drowning. Make all the money you can. You shall enjoy her. Will you be fast to my hopes? You are sure of me. Go, make money. I have told thee often, and I tell thee again and again. I hate the moor. Adieu. I'll be with thee at times. Thus do I ever make my fool, my purse. I hate the moor. Let me see now. Cassio's a proper man. To get his place and to make up my will. A double navery. After some time to abuse a fellow's ear, that his lieutenant Cassio is too familiar with his wife. Cassio had a person and a smooth dispose to be suspected. The moor is of a free and open nature that thinks men honest that but seem to be so. And will as tenderly be led by the nose, as asses are. It is engendered. Hell and night must bring this monstrous birth to the world's light. Autolight is bringing you Richard Whitmark, Kathy Lewis and Elliot Lewis in part one of William Shakespeare's Othello. Tonight's presentation in radio's outstanding theatre of thrills, suspense. How long has Autolight been making electrical systems? Ever since 1911, Senator, when Autolight developed the first two-unit, six-volt automotive electrical system ever used as original equipment. 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A month later, a seaport in Cyprus. The wars are over. Othello's sale has been cited. Enter Casio, Iago, Rodrigo and Desdemona. The Moore's Lieutenant pays innocent compliment to Desdemona as Iago and the jealous Rodrigo stand apart. He takes her by the palm. I will send, whisper. With as little a web as this will I ensnare as great a fly as Casio. I smile upon her do. I will catch you in your own courtesies. Good, well kissed. An excellent courtesy. It is so indeed. Yet again your fingers to your lips. Would they work clister pipes for your sake? The Moore, I know his trumpet. It is truly so. Let's meet him and receive him. O my fair warrior. My dear Othello. It gives me wonder great as my content to see you here before me. If it were now to die, to are now to be most happy. For I fear my soul has her content so absolute that not another comfort like to this succeeds in unknown fate. The heavens forbid but that our loves and comfort should increase even as our days do grow. Oh, that sweet powers. I cannot speak enough of this content. It stops me here. It is too much of joy. In this, in this, the greatest discords be that ere our heart shall make. I pray thee, good Iago, go to the bay and disembark my coffers. Come, Casio. Come, Desdemona. Once more, well met at Cyprus. I will tell you this, good Radarigo. Desdemona is directly in love with Casio. Why, it is not possible. Mark me with what violence she first loved the more but for bragging and telling her fantastical lies and will she love him still for preting? Let not thy discreet heart think so. Her eye must be fed and what delight shall she have to look on the devil. Her delicate tenderness will find itself abused and compel her to some second choice. Now, sir, this granted. Who stands so eminently in the degree of this fortune as Casio does? I cannot believe that in her she's full of the most blessed conditions. Blessed figs end. Didst not see her paddle with the palm of Casio's hand? Didst not mark that? Yes, but that was but courtesy. Let's hurry by this hand and index an obscure prologue to the history of lust and foul thoughts. They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together. But, sir, watch you tonight. Casio knows you not. I'll not be far from you. Do you find some occasion to anger Casio? Well... Provoke him that he may strike you. For even out of that will I cause these of cypers to mutiny whose qualification shall come into no true trust again but by the displanting of Casio. So shall you have a shorter journey to your desires. I will do this if I can bring it to any opportunity. I warrant thee. Meet me by and by at the Citadel. I must fetch his necessaries ashore. Farewell. Got you. I'll have our Michael Casio on the hip, abuse him to the more in the rank garb, make the more thank me, love me, and reward me for making him egregiously an ass and practicing upon his peace and quiet even to madness. That is here but yet confused. Navery's plain face is never seen till used. Seen, a hall in the castle. The time early night, enter Erieago and Casio. We must to the watch, Erieago. Not this hour, Lieutenant, is not yet ten o'clock. Our general cast us thus early for the love of his Desdemona, who let us not therefore blame. She is the most exquisite lady. Indeed, she is the most fresh and delicate creature. Aye, she has. Me thinks it sounds a parley of provocation. An inviting eye, and yet me thinks, right modest. And when she speaks, is it not an alarm to love? It is indeed perfection. Well, happiness to them. Come, Lieutenant, I have a stoop of wine and herewithout our abrasive cypress galance that would feign have a measure to the health of a fellow. And not tonight, good Erieago. I have very poor and unhappy brains for drinking. But one cup, I'll drink for you. I have drunk but one cup tonight. I am unfortunate in the infirmity and dare not task my weakness with any more. What, man, is a night of revels that galance desire it? Where are they? Here at the door. I pray you call them in. I'll do it, but it dislikes. Sing, gentlemen, I am drunk. This is my right hand and this is my left hand. I am not drunk. Now I can stand well enough and speak well enough. Very well, Master's platform. Come, let's set the watch. Good, Montano. You see this fellow that is gone before. He is a soldier fit to stand by his Caesar. Yet I fear the trust a fellow put him in on some odd time of his infirmity will shake this island. Huh? But is he often thus? Is evermore the prologue to his sleep? It will well the general whip it in mind of it. Help, help! But, Hark, what noise? Hark, you rogue, you rascal! What's the matter, Lieutenant? I'll beat the nave into a wicker bottle. Eat me! Do you pray? Run! Good, Lieutenant, pray, sir. Hold your hand. Let me go, sir. I'll knock you out of Mazard. Come, come, you drunk! Run! Rodrigo, away. Go out and cry a mutiny. Nay, good, Lieutenant, sir. Montano, help, Master's. Who's that that rings the bell? The town will rise. What is the matter here? Who? We are live. Lieutenant, sir, Montano, gentlemen, have you forgot all sense of place and duty? Hold! The general speaks to you. Silence that dreadful bell. It breaks the aisle from the propriety. What's the matter, Masters? Honesty, Argo, that looks dead with grieving. Speak. Who began this? I do not know. I cannot speak any beginning to this, PV Shards. How came it, Michael, you with us forgot? I pray you. God me, I cannot speak. Worthy, Montano, what's the matter that you unlace your reputation thus and spend your rich opinion for the name of a night brawler? Give me answer to it. Worthy, Othello, I am hurt to danger. Your officer, Argo, can inform you. Now, by heaven, if I stir or do but lift this arm, the best of you shall sink in my rebuke. Argo, who began? If you deliver more or less than truth, you are no soldier. Watch me not so near. I had rather have this tongue cut from my mouth than it should do offense to Michael Cassio. Yet I persuade myself to speak the truth, shall nothing wrong him. Thus it is, General. Montano and myself, being in speech, there comes a fellow crying out for help and Cassio following him with determined sword to execute upon him. Sir, Montano steps into Cassio and entreats his paws. Myself, the crying fellow, did pursue. He, swift of foot, outran my purpose. When I came back, for this was brief, I found them close together at blow and thrust, even as again they were when you yourself depart them. Though Cassio did some little wrong to him, yet surely he received from him that fled some strange indignity which patience could not pass. I know, Argo, your honesty and love does mince this matter, making it light to Cassio. Cassio, I love thee, but never more be officer of mine. Montano, for your hurts, myself will be your surgeon. Lead him off. Argo, look with care about the town and silence those whom this vile brawl distracted. Good night. Tell me, Cassio, what was he that you followed with your sword? What had he done to you? I remember a mass of things, but nothing distinctly quarreled, but nothing wherefore. But you are now well enough, how came you thus recovered? It has pleased the devil's wrath. One unperfectness shows me another to make me frankly despise myself. Calm, you are too severe a morally. I will ask him for my place again. He shall tell me I am a drunkard. Come, come, come, come. You were any man living, maybe drunk at some time. I'll tell you what you shall do. Our general's wife is now the general. Confess yourself freely to her. Importune her help to put you in your place again. She is of so free, so kind, so apt, so blessed a disposition. She holds it a vice in her goodness not to do more than she has requested. This broken joint between you and her husband. And treat her to splinter. You advised me well, I protest. In the sincerity of love and honest kindness, in the morning will I beseech the virtuous Desdemona to undertake for me. I am desperate of my fortunes if they check me here. You are in the right. Good night, Lieutenant, I must do the watch. Good night, Honesty Argo. What is he then that says I play the villain? When this advice is free I give and honest, probal to thinking, and indeed the course to win the moor again. For while this honest fool plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes, and she for him pleads strongly to the moor, I'll pour this pestilence into his ear. That she repels him for her lust. And by how much she strives to do him good, she shall undo her credit with the moor. So will I turn her virtue into pitch, and out of her own goodness make the net that shall enmesh them all. Suspense. Part one of Othello by William Shakespeare. Tonight stars Richard Widmark, Kathy Lewis, and Elliot Lewis. 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Again next week, our stars will be Richard Widmark, Kathy Lewis and Elliot Lewis. And again next week, we hope to keep you in suspense. The abridged Othello was adapted for suspense by Anthony Ellis and Elliot Lewis. The program was transcribed and directed by Mr. Lewis, with music arranged by Lucian Morrowick from Themes by Giuseppe Verdi. The orchestra was conducted by Ludblustkin. Featured in tonight's cast were Joseph Kearns as Cassio, William Conrad as Montano, Whitfield Conner as Rodrigo, Herb Butterfield as Barbacho, William Johnstone as the Duke, Byron Kane and Larry Thorne. Richard Widmark may soon be seen in the 20th Century Fox picture pick up on South Street. And remember, next week we conclude Othello. You can buy auto light electrical parts, auto light stay full batteries and auto light resistor or standard type spark plugs at your neighborhood auto light dealers. Switch to auto light. Good night. Plan saving is best saving. 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