the bolt of my chamber door that goes upon the leads, which I went up to see and did find it so, which did still trouble me more and more.  And so I sent for Griffith, and got him to search their house to see what the meaning of it might be, but can learn nothing to-night.  But I am a little pleased that I have found this out.  I hear nothing yet of my Lord, whether he be gone for the Queen from the Downs or no; but I believe he is, and that he is now upon coming back again.

31st Office day.  Much troubled all this morning in my mind about the business of my walk on the leads.  I spoke of it to the Comptroller and the rest of the principal officers, who are all unwilling to meddle in anything that may anger my Lady Davis.  And so I am fain to give over for the time that she do continue therein.  Dined at home, and after dinner to Westminster Hall, where I met with Billing the quaker at Mrs. Michell’s shop, who is still of the former opinion he was of against the clergymen of all sorts, and a cunning fellow I find him to be.  Home, and there I had news that Sir W. Pen is resolved to ride to Sir W. Batten’s country house to-morrow, and would have me go with him, so I sat up late, getting together my things to ride in, and was fain to cut an old pair of boots to make leathers for those I was to wear.  This month I conclude with my mind very heavy for the loss of the leads, as also for the greatness of my late expenses, insomuch that I do not think that I have above L150 clear money in the world, but I have, I believe, got a great deal of good household stuff:  I hear to-day that the Queen is landed at Dover, and will be here on Friday next, November 2nd.  My wife has been so ill of late of her old pain that I have not known her this fortnight almost, which is a pain to me.

Diaryof Samuel Pepys. 
November
1660

November 1st.  This morning Sir W. Pen and I were mounted early, and had very merry discourse all the way, he being very good company.  We came to Sir W. Batten’s, where he lives like a prince, and we were made very welcome.  Among other things he showed us my Lady’s closet, where was great store of rarities; as also a chair, which he calls King Harry’s chair, where he that sits down is catched with two irons, that come round about him, which makes good sport.  Here dined with us two or three more country gentle men; among the rest Mr. Christmas, my old school-fellow, with whom I had much talk.  He did remember that I was a great Roundhead when I was a boy, and I was much afraid that he would have remembered the words that I said the day the King was beheaded (that, were I to preach upon him, my text should be “The memory of the wicked shall rot"); but I found afterwards that he did go away from school before that time.