_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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