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Consider the following monologue by Desdemona: "Why, then, tomorrow night, or Tuesday morn. On Tuesday noon, or night, or Wednesday morn. I prithee name the time, but let it not exceed three days. In faith, he’s penitent, and yet his trespass, in our common reason (Save that, they say, the wars must make example out of her best) is not, almost, a fault T' incur a private check. When shall he come? Tell me, Othello. I wonder in my soul what you would ask me that I should deny or stand so mamm'ring on. What? Michael Cassio that came a-wooing with you, and so many a time, when I have spoke of you dispraisingly, hath ta'en your part, to have so much to do to bring him in? Trust me, I could do much—." In this text, what is Desdemona's tone? What is the purpose of her entreaty? What other purposes might her request of Othello serve in the course of the play?

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