and eat a bit with the people there at dinner) and saw it acted; but my
expectation being too great, it did not please me, as otherwise I believe
it would; and my having a book, I believe did spoil it a little. That
being done I went to my Lord's, where I found him private at cards with my
Lord Lauderdale and some persons of honour. So Mr. Shepley and I over to
Harper's, and there drank a pot or two, and so parted. My boy taking a
cat home with him from my Lord's, which Sarah had given him for my wife,
we being much troubled with mice. At Whitehall inquiring for a coach,
there was a Frenchman with one eye that was going my way, so he and I
hired the coach between us and he set me down in Fenchurch Street. Strange
how the fellow, without asking, did tell me all what he was, and how he
had ran away from his father and come into England to serve the King, and
now going back again. Home and to bed.