I had a roguish meaning in it.  Thence calling my wife home by coach, calling at several places, and to my office, where late, and so home to supper and to bed.  This day I hear for certain that my Lady Castlemaine is turned Papist, which the Queene for all do not much like, thinking that she do it not for conscience sake.  I heard to-day of a great fray lately between Sir H. Finch’s coachman, who struck with his whip a coachman of the King’s to the losse of one of his eyes; at which the people of the Exchange seeming to laugh and make sport with some words of contempt to him, my Lord Chamberlin did come from the King to shut up the ’Change, and by the help of a justice, did it; but upon petition to the King it was opened again.

23rd.  Up betimes and my wife; and being in as mourning a dress as we could, at present, without cost, put ourselves into, we by Sir W. Pen’s coach to Mrs. Turner’s, at Salisbury Court, where I find my Lord’s coach and six horses.  We staid till almost eleven o’clock, and much company came, and anon, the corps being put into the hearse, and the scutcheons set upon it, we all took coach, and I and my wife and Auditor Beale in my Lord Sandwich’s coach, and went next to Mrs. Turner’s mourning coach, and so through all the City and Shoreditch, I believe about twenty coaches, and four or five with six and four horses.  Being come thither, I made up to the mourners, and bidding them a good journey, I took leave and back again, and setting my wife into a hackney out of Bishopsgate Street, I sent her home, and I to the ’Change and Auditor Beale about his business.  Did much business at the ’Change, and so home to dinner, and then to my office, and there late doing business also to my great content to see God bless me in my place and opening honest ways, I hope to get a little money to lay up and yet to live handsomely.  So to supper and to bed.  My wife having strange fits of the toothache, some times on this, and by and by on that side of her tooth, which is not common.

24th.  Up betimes; and though it was a most foggy morning, and cold, yet with a gally down to Eriffe, several times being at a loss whither we went.  There I mustered two ships of the King’s, lent by him to the Guiny Company, which are manned better than ours at far less wages.  Thence on board two of the King’s, one of them the “Leopard,” Captain Beech, who I find an able and serious man.  He received me civilly, and his wife was there, a very well bred and knowing woman, born at Antwerp, but speaks as good English as myself, and an ingenious woman.  Here was also Sir G. Carteret’s son, who I find a pretty, but very talking man, but good humour.  Thence back again, entertaining myself upon my sliding rule with great content, and called at Woolwich, where Mr. Chr.  Pett having an opportunity of being alone did tell me his mind about several things he thought I was offended with him in, and told me of my kindness to his assistant.