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DUCHESS
I prithee, pretty York, who told thee this?
Y ORK
Grandam, his nurse.
DUCHESS
His nurse? Why she was dead ere thou wast born.
Y ORK
If ’twere not she, I cannot tell who told me.
ELIZABET H
A parlous boy: go to, you are too shrewd. [35]
DUCHESS
Good madam, be not angry with the child.
ELIZABET H
Pitchers have ears.
Enter a Messenger.
ARCHBISHOP
Here comes a messenger. What news?
MESSENGER
Such news, my lord, as grieves me to report.
ELIZABET H
How doth the Prince?
MESSENGER
Well, madam, and in health. [40]
DUCHESS
What is thy news?
MESSENGER
