might gratify one person with the place I look for. Here, among many that
were here, I met with Mr. Lynes, the surgeon, who promised me some seeds
of the sensitive plant.

[Evelyn, about the same date (August 9th, 1661), "tried several
experiments on the sensitive plant and humilis, which contracted
with the least touch of the sun through a burning glass, though it
rises and opens only when it shines on it"]

I spoke too with Mr. Pierce the surgeon, who gave me great encouragement
to go to sea with my Lord. Thence going homewards, my Lord overtook me in
his coach, and called me in, and so I went with him to St. James's, and G.
Montagu being gone to White Hall, we walked over the Park thither, all the
way he discoursing of the times, and of the change of things since the
last year, and wondering how he could bear with so great disappointment as
he did. He did give me the best advice that he could what was best for
me, whether to stay or go with him, and offered all the ways that could
be, how he might do me good, with the greatest liberty and love that could
be. I left him at Whitehall, and myself went to Westminster to my office,
whither nothing to do, but I did discourse with Mr. Falconbridge about Le
Squire's place, and had his consent to get it if I could. I afterwards in
the Hall met with W. Simons, who put me in the best way how to get it
done. Thence by appointment to the Angel in King Street, where Chetwind,
Mr. Thomas and Doling were at oysters, and beginning Lent this day with a
fish dinner. After dinner Mr. Thomas and I by water to London, where I
went to Herring's and received the L50 of my Lord's upon Frank's bill from
Worcester. I gave in the bill and set my hand to his bill. Thence I went
to the Pope's Head Alley and called on Adam Chard, and bought a catcall
there, it cost me two groats. Thence went and gave him a cup of ale.
After that to the Sun behind the Exchange, where meeting my uncle Wight