28th.  Up betimes, and down to Deptford, where, after a little discourse with Sir G. Carteret, who is much displeased with the order of our officers yesterday to remove the office to Deptford, pretending other things, but to be sure it is with regard to his own house (which is much because his family is going away).  I am glad I was not at the order making, and so I will endeavour to alter it.  Set out with my Lady all alone with her with six horses to Dagenhams; going by water to the Ferry.  And a pleasant going, and good discourse; and when there, very merry, and the young couple now well acquainted.  But, Lord! to see in what fear all the people here do live would make one mad, they are afeard of us that come to them, insomuch that I am troubled at it, and wish myself away.  But some cause they have; for the chaplin, with whom but a week or two ago we were here mighty high disputing, is since fallen into a fever and dead, being gone hence to a friend’s a good way off.  A sober and a healthful man.  These considerations make us all hasten the marriage, and resolve it upon Monday next, which is three days before we intended it.  Mighty merry all of us, and in the evening with full content took coach again and home by daylight with great pleasure, and thence I down to Woolwich, where find my wife well, and after drinking and talking a little we to bed.

29th.  Up betimes, and after viewing some of my wife’s pictures, which now she is come to do very finely to my great satisfaction beyond what I could ever look for, I went away and by water to the office, where nobody to meet me, but busy all the morning.  At noon to dinner, where I hear that my Will is come in thither and laid down upon my bed, ill of the headake, which put me into extraordinary fear; and I studied all I could to get him out of the house, and set my people to work to do it without discouraging him, and myself went forth to the Old Exchange to pay my fair Batelier for some linnen, and took leave of her, they breaking up shop for a while; and so by coach to Kate Joyce’s, and there used all the vehemence and rhetorique I could to get her husband to let her go down to Brampton, but I could not prevail with him; he urging some simple reasons, but most that of profit, minding the house, and the distance, if either of them should be ill.  However, I did my best, and more than I had a mind to do, but that I saw him so resolved against it, while she was mightily troubled at it.  At last he yielded she should go to Windsor, to some friends there.  So I took my leave of them, believing that it is great odds that we ever all see one another again; for I dare not go any more to that end of the towne.  So home, and to writing of letters—­hard, and then at night home, and fell to my Tangier papers till late, and then to bed, in some ease of mind that Will is gone to his lodging, and that he is likely to do well, it being only the headake.