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He did not reply.
“Let us go in,” he said.
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He continued to move on without reply.
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Chapter 21
The Vat.
Des. — Talk you of killing?’
Oth. — Ay, I do.
Des. — Then, heaven
Have mercy on me!
OTHELLO.
I quivered with shame, for I felt my heart sink. But there was no pause in the smooth, sarcastic tones behind me. “When a man persists in judging of his duty contrary to the dictates of reason, he must expect restraint from those who understand his position better than he does himself.”
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