been sitting on the stool. His only garment must have slipped or something.
"Where's the ring?" asked the bride-elect.
"Othello fumbled in his trunk-hose (recently mere bathing-drawers) and discovered the necessary token. Part of its original cigar adhered to it.
"Now, we're married," said Desdemona, placing the ring upon a finger of her right hand.
"Thanks awfully. Where shall we go for our honeymoon?"
"I don't care," said Othello, and that ended Act I, Scene I.
Scene 2.
"You have to strangle me in this scene," announced Desdemona.
The eye of Othello lit up. This was going to be a better "part" than he had anticipated.
"I don't think I shall like it," added the bride.
"Oh, it'll be all-right," opined the bridegroom.
"You musn't strangle me much, you know," she directed.
"Only till you're dead, of courthe," he agreed.
