From the house the discourse of the duell yesterday between the Duke of Buckingham, Holmes, and Jenkins, on one side, and my Lord of Shrewsbury, Sir John Talbot, and Bernard Howard, on the other side: and all about my Lady Shrewsbury, who is a whore to the Duke of Buckingham.

Her husband challenged him, and they met yesterday in a close near Barne-Elmes: my Lord Shrewsbury is run through the body, from the right breast through the shoulder, and Sir John Talbot all along up one of his arms; and Jenkins killed upon the place, and the rest wounded.


This will make the world think that the King hath good councillors about him, when the Duke of Buckingham, the greatest man about him, is a fellow of no more sobriety than to fight about a whore.

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