15th.  Up and to my office, where all the morning, and among other things Mr. Turner with me, and I did tell him my mind about the Controller his master and all the office, and my mind touching himself too, as he did carry himself either well or ill to me and my clerks, which I doubt not but it will operate well.  Thence to the ’Change, and there met my uncle Wight, who was very kind to me, and would have had me home with him, and so kind that I begin to wonder and think something of it of good to me.  Thence home to dinner, and after dinner with Mr. Hater by water, and walked thither and back again from Deptford, where I did do something checking the iron business, but my chief business was my discourse with Mr. Hater about what had passed last night and to-day about the office business, and my resolution to do him all the good I can therein.  So home, and my wife tells me that my uncle Wight hath been with her, and played at cards with her, and is mighty inquisitive to know whether she is with child or no, which makes me wonder what his meaning is, and after all my thoughts, I cannot think, unless it be in order to the making his will, that he might know how to do by me, and I would to God my wife had told him that she was.

16th.  Up, and having paid some money in the morning to my uncle Thomas on his yearly annuity, to the office, where we sat all the morning.  At noon I to the ’Change about some pieces of eight for Sir J. Lawson.  There I hear that Collonell Turner is found guilty of felony at the Sessions in Mr. Tryan’s business, which will save his life.  So home and met there J. Hasper come to see his kinswoman our Jane.  I made much of him and made him dine with us, he talking after the old simple manner that he used to do.  He being gone, I by water to Westminster Hall, and there did see Mrs. Lane. . . . .  So by coach home and to my office, where Browne of the Minerys brought me an Instrument made of a Spyral line very pretty for all questions in Arithmetique almost, but it must be some use that must make me perfect in it.  So home to supper and to bed, with my mind ’un peu troubled pour ce que fait’ to-day, but I hope it will be ’la dernier de toute ma vie.’

17th (Lord’s day).  Up, and I and my wife to church, where Pembleton appeared, which, God forgive me, did vex me, but I made nothing of it.  So home to dinner, and betimes my wife and I to the French church and there heard a good sermon, the first time my wife and I were there ever together.  We sat by three sisters, all pretty women.  It was pleasant to hear the reader give notice to them, that the children to be catechized next Sunday were them of Hounsditch and Blanche Chapiton.  Thence home, and there found Ashwell come to see my wife (we having called at her lodging the other, day to speak with her about dressing my wife when my Lord Sandwich dines here), and is as merry as ever, and speaks as disconcerned for any difference between us on her going away as ever.  She being gone, my wife and I to see Sir W. Pen and there supped with him much against my stomach, for the dishes were so deadly foule that I could not endure to look upon them.  So after supper home to prayers and to bed.