_To John Paston, Esquyer, or to Mestresse Margret Paston, hys Modre be
thys letter delyveryd._
[Sidenote: 1473 / FEB. 3]
Weell belovyd Brother.[175-4] . . . . . . . . .
As ffor tydyngs heer, ther bee but fewe, saff that the Duke of
Borgoyen[175-5] and my Lady, hys wyffe farethe well. I was with them on
thorysdaye last past at Gawnt.[176-1] Peter Metteney ffarethe weell, and
Mestresse Gretkyn bothe and Rabekyn recomend hyr to yow; she hathe ben
verry seke, but it hathe doon hyr goode, ffor she is ffayrer and
slenderer than she was, and she cowde make me no cheer but alwey my
sawse was ‘How ffaret Master John, yowr brother?’ wher with I was
wrothe, and spake a jalous worde or too, dysdeynyng that she sholde care
so moche ffor yow, when that I was present.
Sende me worde to Hoxons in wrygtyng, what goode the Bysshop ded ffor me
at Framynham, and howe my Lorde, my Ladye, and all the cort or [_are_]
dysposyd to me wards.
I here also seye that my Ladye and yowrs, Dame Margret Veer[176-2] is
ded, God have hyr sowle; iff I weer not sorye ffor herr, I trowe ye have
been.
No moor to yow at thys tyme, but All myghty Good have yow in kepyng.
Wretyn at Caleys the iij. daye of Februarye Anno R. R. E. iiij. xij^o.