6.  Lord Treasurer comes every Saturday to Windsor, and goes away on Monday or Tuesday.  I was with him this morning at his levee, for one cannot see him otherwise here, he is so hurried:  we had some talk; and I told him I would stay this week at Windsor by myself, where I can have more leisure to do some business that concerns them.  Lord Treasurer and the Secretary thought to mortify me; for they told me they had been talking a great deal of me to-day to the Queen, and she said she had never heard of me.  I told them that was their fault, and not hers, etc., and so we laughed.  I dined with the Secretary, and let him go to London at five without me; and here am I alone in the Prebendary’s house, which Mr. Secretary has taken; only Mr. Lewis is in my neighbourhood, and we shall be good company.  The Vice-Chamberlain,[16] and Mr. Masham, and the Green Cloth,[17] have promised me dinners.  I shall want but four till Mr. Secretary returns.  We have a music-meeting in our town to-night.  I went to the rehearsal of it, and there was Margarita,[18] and her sister, and another drab, and a parcel of fiddlers:  I was weary, and would not go to the meeting, which I am sorry for, because I heard it was a great assembly.  Mr. Lewis came from it, and sat with me till just now; and ’tis late.

7.  I can do no business, I fear, because Mr. Lewis, who has nothing or little to do here, sticks close to me.  I dined today with the gentlemen ushers, among scurvy company; but the Queen was hunting the stag till four this afternoon, and she drove in her chaise above forty miles, and it was five before we went to dinner.  Here are fine walks about this town.  I sometimes walk up the avenue.

8.  There was a Drawing-room to-day at Court; but so few company, that the Queen sent for us into her bed-chamber, where we made our bows, and stood about twenty of us round the room, while she looked at us round with her fan in her mouth, and once a minute said about three words to some that were nearest her, and then she was told dinner was ready, and went out.  I dined at the Green Cloth, by Mr. Scarborow’s[19] invitation, who is in waiting.  It is much the best table in England, and costs the Queen a thousand pounds a month while she is at Windsor or Hampton Court, and is the only mark of magnificence or hospitality I can see in the Queen’s family:  it is designed to entertain foreign Ministers, and people of quality, who come to see the Queen, and have no place to dine at.

9.  Mr. Coke, the Vice-Chamberlain, made me a long visit this morning, and invited me to dinner; but the toast, his lady,[20] was unfortunately engaged to Lady Sunderland.[21] Lord Treasurer stole here last night, but did not lie at his lodgings in the Castle; and, after seeing the Queen, went back again.  I just drank a dish of chocolate with him.  I fancy I shall have reason to be angry with him very soon; but what care I?  I believe I shall die with Ministries in my debt.—­This night I received a certain letter from a place called Wexford, from two dear naughty girls of my acquaintance; but, faith, I will not answer it here, no in troth.  I will send this to Mr. Reading, supposing it will find you returned; and I hope better for the waters.