two or three days, and then sent to the King to know whether she might send for her things away out of her house.  The King sent to her, she must first come and view them:  and so she come, and the King went to her, and all friends again.  He tells me she did, in her anger, say she would be even with the King, and print his letters to her.  So putting all together, we are and are like to be in a sad condition.  We are endeavouring to raise money by borrowing it of the City; but I do not think the City will lend a farthing.  By and by the Council broke up, and I spoke with Sir W. Coventry about business, with whom I doubt not in a little time to be mighty well, when I shall appear to mind my business again as I used to do, which by the grace of God I will do.  Gone from him I endeavoured to find out Sir G. Carteret, and at last did at Mr. Ashburnham’s, in the Old Palace Yarde, and thence he and I stepped out and walked an houre in the church-yarde, under Henry the Seventh’s Chappell, he being lately come from the fleete; and tells me, as I hear from every body else, that the management in the late fight was bad from top to bottom.  That several said this would not have been if my Lord Sandwich had had the ordering of it.  Nay, he tells me that certainly had my Lord Sandwich had the misfortune to have done as they have done, the King could not have saved him.  There is, too, nothing but discontent among the officers; and all the old experienced men are slighted.  He tells me to my question (but as a great secret), that the dividing of the fleete did proceed first from a proposition from the fleete, though agreed to hence.  But he confesses it arose from want of due intelligence, which he confesses we do want.  He do, however, call the fleete’s retreat on Sunday a very honourable retreat, and that the Duke of Albemarle did do well in it, and would have been well if he had done it sooner, rather than venture the loss of the fleete and crown, as he must have done if the Prince had not come.  He was surprised when I told him I heard that the King did intend to borrow some money of the City, and would know who had spoke of it to me; I told him Sir Ellis Layton this afternoon.  He says it is a dangerous discourse; for that the City certainly will not be invited to do it, and then for the King to ask it and be denied, will be the beginning of our sorrow.  He seems to fear we shall all fall to pieces among ourselves.  This evening we hear that Sir Christopher Mings is dead of his late wounds; and Sir W. Coventry did commend him to me in a most extraordinary manner.  But this day, after three days’ trial in vain, and the hazard of the spoiling of the ship in lying till next spring, besides the disgrace of it, newes is brought that the Loyall London is launched at Deptford.  Having talked thus much with Sir G. Carteret we parted there, and I home by water, taking in my boat with me young Michell and my Betty his wife, meeting them accidentally going to look a boat.  I set them down at the Old Swan and myself, went through bridge to the Tower, and so home, and after supper to bed.