2nd.  Up, and at the office till noon, when home, and there I find my company come, namely, Madam Turner, Dyke, The., and Betty Turner, and Mr. Bellwood, formerly their father’s clerk, but now set up for himself—­a conceited, silly fellow, but one they make mightily of—­my cozen Roger Pepys, and his wife, and two daughters.  I had a noble dinner for them, as I almost ever had, and mighty merry, and particularly myself pleased with looking on Betty Turner, who is mighty pretty.  After dinner, we fell one to one talk, and another to another, and looking over my house, and closet, and things; and The.  Turner to write a letter to a lady in the country, in which I did, now and then, put in half a dozen words, and sometimes five or six lines, and then she as much, and made up a long and good letter, she being mighty witty really, though troublesome-humoured with it.  And thus till night, that our musick come, and the Office ready and candles, and also W. Batelier and his sister Susan come, and also Will.  Howe and two gentlemen more, strangers, which, at my request yesterday, he did bring to dance, called Mr. Ireton and Mr. Starkey.  We fell to dancing, and continued, only with intermission for a good supper, till two in the morning, the musick being Greeting, and another most excellent violin, and theorbo, the best in town.  And so with mighty mirth, and pleased with their dancing of jigs afterwards several of them, and, among others, Betty Turner, who did it mighty prettily; and, lastly, W. Batelier’s “Blackmore and Blackmore Mad;” and then to a country-dance again, and so broke up with extraordinary pleasure, as being one of the days and nights of my life spent with the greatest content; and that which I can but hope to repeat again a few times in my whole life.  This done, we parted, the strangers home, and I did lodge my cozen Pepys and his wife in our blue chamber.  My cozen Turner, her sister, and The., in our best chamber; Bab., Betty, and Betty Turner, in our own chamber; and myself and my wife in the maid’s bed, which is very good.  Our maids in the, coachman’s bed; the coachman with the boy in his settlebed, and Tom where he uses to lie.  And so I did, to my great content, lodge at once in my house, with the greatest ease, fifteen, and eight of them strangers of quality.  My wife this day put on first her French gown, called a Sac, which becomes her very well, brought her over by W. Batelier.

3rd.  Up, after a very good night’s rest, and was called upon by Sir H. Cholmly, who was with me an hour, and though acquainted did not stay to talk with my company I had in the house, but away, and then I to my guests, and got them to breakfast, and then parted by coaches; and I did, in mine, carry my she-cozen Pepys and her daughters home, and there left them, and so to White Hall, where W. Hewer met me; and he and I took a turn in St. James’s Park, and in the Mall did meet Sir W. Coventry and Sir J. Duncomb, and did speak with them about some