by the coach round to Lambeth.  I lost my labour going to his lodgings, and he in bed:  and, staying a great while for him, I at last grew impatient, and would stay no longer; but to St. James’s to Mr. Wren, to bid him “God be with you!” and so over the water to Fox Hall; and there my wife and Deb. come and took me up, and we away to Gilford, losing our way for three or four mile, about Cobham.  At Gilford we dined; and, I shewed them the hospitall there of Bishop Abbot’s, and his tomb in the church, which, and the rest of the tombs there, are kept mighty clean and neat, with curtains before them.  So to coach again, and got to Lippock,2 late over Hindhead, having an old man, a guide, in the coach with us; but got thither with great fear of being out of our way, it being ten at night.  Here good, honest people; and after supper, to bed . . . .

7th.  Up, and to coach, and with a guide to Petersfield, where I find Sir Thomas Allen and Mr. Tippets come; the first about the business, the latter only in respect to me; as also Fitzgerald, who come post all last night, and newly arrived here.  We four sat down presently to our business, and in an hour despatched all our talk; and did inform Sir Thomas Allen well in it, who, I perceive, in serious matters, is a serious man:  and tells me he wishes all we are told be true, in our defence; for he finds by all, that the Turks have, to this day, been very civil to our merchant-men everywhere; and, if they would have broke with us, they never had such an opportunity over our rich merchant-men, as lately, coming out of the Streights.  Then to dinner, and pretty merry:  and here was Mr. Martin, the purser, and dined with us, and wrote some things for us.  And so took coach again back; Fitzgerald with us, whom I was pleased with all the day, with his discourse of his observations abroad, as being a great soldier and of long standing abroad:  and knows all things and persons abroad very well—­I mean, the great soldiers of France, and Spain, and Germany; and talks very well.  Come at night to Gilford, where the Red Lyon so full of people, and a wedding, that the master of the house did get us a lodging over the way, at a private house, his landlord’s, mighty neat and fine; and there supped and talked with the landlord and his wife:  and so to bed with great content, only Fitzgerald lay at the Inne.  So to bed.

8th.  Up, and I walked out, and met Uncle Wight, whom I sent to last night, and Mr. Wight coming to see us, and I walked with them back to see my aunt at Katherine Hill, and there walked up and down the hill and places, about:  but a dull place, but good ayre, and the house dull.  But here I saw my aunt, after many days not seeing her—­I think, a year or two; and she walked with me to see my wife.  And here, at the Red Lyon, we all dined together, and mighty merry, and then parted:  and we home to Fox Hall, where Fitzgerald and I ’light, and by water to White Hall, where the Duke of York being abroad, I by coach and met my wife, who went round, and after doing at the office a little, and finding all well at home, I to bed.  I hear that Colbert, the French Ambassador, is come, and hath been at Court incognito.  When he hath his audience, I know not.