The result was,
one night when returning from the Duke of York's apartments he
was suddenly waylaid in St. James's Park, and three passes of a
sword made at him through his chair, one of which pierced his
arm. Not doubting they had despatched him to a better world, His
assailants made their escape; and my Lady Shrewsbury, who
singularly enough happened to be passing at the time in her
coach, and had stopped to witness the proceedings, drove off as
speedily as six horses could carry her.
Knowing it would be impossible to trace the villainy which had
prompted this deed to its source, Killigrew said not a word
concerning the murderous attempt, and henceforth held his peace
regarding his late mistress's imperfections. For some time she
continued her intrigue with the Duke of Buckingham without
interference. But in an evil hour it happened the Earl of
Shrewsbury, who had long entertained a philosophical indifference
towards her previous amours, now undertook to defend his honour,
which it was clear his Grace of Buckingham had sadly injured.
Accordingly he challenged the duke to combat, and in due time
they met face to face in a field by Barnes Elms. His grace had
as seconds Sir Robert Holmes and Captain William Jenkins; the
earl being supported by Sir John Talbot and Bernard Howard, son
of my Lord Arundel. The fight was brief and bloody; Lord
Shrewsbury, being run through the body, was carried from the
field in an insensible condition.
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