Enter Harry Percy.
NORTHUMBERLAND.
It is my son, young Harry Percy,
Sent from my brother Worcester, whencesoever.
Harry, how fares your uncle?
PERCY.
I had thought, my lord, to have learned his health of you.
NORTHUMBERLAND.
Why, is he not with the Queen?
PERCY.
No, my good lord. He hath forsook the court,
Broken his staff of office, and dispersed
The household of the King.
NORTHUMBERLAND.
What was his reason?
He was not so resolved when last we spake together.
PERCY.
Because your lordship was proclaimed traitor.
But he, my lord, is gone to Ravenspurgh
To offer service to the Duke of Hereford,
And sent me over by Berkeley to discover
What power the Duke of York had levied there,
Then with directions to repair to Ravenspurgh.
NORTHUMBERLAND.
Have you forgot the Duke of Hereford, boy?
PERCY.
No, my good lord; for that is not forgot
Which ne’er I did remember. To my knowledge,
I never in my life did look on him.
NORTHUMBERLAND.
Then learn to know him now. This is the Duke.