And also two perriwiggs, one whereof costs me 3l. and
the other 40s. I have worn neither yet, but will begin next
week, God willing. The Queene continues light-headed, but in
hopes to recover. The plague is much in Amsterdam, and we in
fear of it here, which God defend. The Turke goes on mighty in
the Emperor's dominions, and the Princes cannot agree among
themselves how to go against him.
NOVEMBER 2, 1663. Up, and by coach to White Hall, and there in
the long matted Gallery I find Sir G. Carteret, Sir J. Minnes,
and Sir W. Batten; and by and by comes the King to walk there
with three or four with him; and soon as he saw us, says he,
"Here is the Navy Office," and there walked twenty turns the
length of the gallery, talking, methought, but ordinary talk. By
and by come the Duke, and he walked, and at last they went into
the Duke's lodgings. The King staid so long that we could not;
discourse with the Duke, and so we parted. I heard the Duke say
that he was going to wear a perriwigg; and they say the King also
will. I never till this day observed that the King is mighty
gray,
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