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THIRD GENTLEMAN

Yes, without all doubt.
Come, gentlemen, ye shall go my way, which
Is to th’court, and there ye shall be my guests: [115]

Something I can command. As I walk thither,
I’ll tell ye more.

BOTH
You may command us, sir.
Exeunt

Scene II IT

Enter Katherine, Dowager, sick, led between Griffith, her gentleman usher,
and Patience, her woman

GRIFFITH
How does your grace?

KATHERINE
O Griffith, sick to death:
My legs like loaden branches bow to th’earth,

Willing to leave their burden. Reach a chair.
So: now, methinks, I feel a little ease.
Didst thou not tell me, Griffith, as thou ledst me, [5]
That the great child of honour, Cardinal Wolsey,

Was dead?

GRIFFITH
Yes, madam; but I think your grace,
Out of the pain you suffered, gave no ear to’t.

KATHERINE
Prithee, good Griffith, tell me how he died.
If well, he stepped before me happily [10]

For my example.