20.  Have I told you that Walls has been with me, and leaves the town in three days?  He has brought no gown with him.  Dilly carried him to a play.  He has come upon a foolish errand, and goes back as he comes.  I was this day with Lord Peterborow, who is going another ramble:  I believe I told you so.  I dined with Lord Treasurer, but cannot get him to do his own business with me; he has put me off till to-morrow.

21, 22.  I dined yesterday with Lord Treasurer, who would needs take me along with him to Windsor, although I refused him several times, having no linen, etc.  I had just time to desire Lord Forbes[1] to call at my lodging and order my man to send my things to-day to Windsor by his servant.  I lay last night at the Secretary’s lodgings at Windsor, and borrowed one of his shirts to go to Court in.  The Queen is very well.  I dined with Mr. Masham; and not hearing anything of my things, I got Lord Winchelsea to bring me to town.  Here I found that Patrick had broke open the closet to get my linen and nightgown, and sent them to Windsor, and there they are; and he, not thinking I would return so soon, is gone upon his rambles:  so here I am left destitute, and forced to borrow a nightgown of my landlady, and have not a rag to put on to-morrow:  faith, it gives me the spleen.

23.  Morning.  It is a terrible rainy day, and rained prodigiously on Saturday night.  Patrick lay out last night, and is not yet returned:  faith, poor Presto is a desolate creature; neither servant, nor linen, nor anything.—­ Night.  Lord Forbes’s man has brought back my portmantua, and Patrick is come; so I am in Christian circumstances:  I shall hardly commit such a frolic again.  I just crept out to Mrs. Van’s, and dined, and stayed there the afternoon:  it has rained all this day.  Windsor is a delicious place:  I never saw it before, except for an hour about seventeen years ago.  Walls has been here in my absence, I suppose, to take his leave; for he designed not to stay above five days in London.  He says he and his wife will come here for some months next year; and, in short, he dares not stay now for fear of her.

24.  I dined to-day with a hedge[2] friend in the City; and Walls overtook me in the street, and told me he was just getting on horseback for Chester.  He has as much curiosity as a cow:  he lodged with his horse in Aldersgate Street:  he has bought his wife a silk gown, and himself a hat.  And what are you doing? what is poor MD doing now? how do you pass your time at Wexford? how do the waters agree with you?  Let Presto know soon; for Presto longs to know, and must know.  Is not Madam Proby curious company?  I am afraid this rainy weather will spoil your waters.  We have had a great deal of wet these three days.  Tell me all the particulars of Wexford:  the place, the company, the diversions, the victuals, the wants, the vexations.  Poor Dingley never saw such a place in her life; sent all over the town for a little parsley to a boiled chicken, and it was not to be had; the butter is stark naught, except an old English woman’s; and it is such a favour to get a pound from her now and then!  I am glad you carried down your sheets with you, else you must have lain in sackcloth.  O Lord!