] and one gentleman, and a page more. Great variety of
talk, and was often led to speak to the King and Duke. By and by
they to dinner, and all to dinner and sat down to the King saving
myself. The King having dined, he came down, and I went in the
barge with him, I sitting at the door. Down to Woolwich (and
there I just saw and kissed my wife, and saw some of her
painting, which is very curious; and away again to the King,) and
back again with him in the barge, hearing him and the Duke talk,
and seeing and observing their manner of discourse. And God
forgive me! though I admire them with all the duty possible, yet
the more a man considers and observes them, the less he finds of
difference between them and other men, though (blessed be God!)
they are both princes of great nobleness and spirits. The Duke
of Monmouth is the most skittish leaping gallant that ever I saw,
always in action, vaulting or leaping, or clambering. Sad news
of the death of so many in the parish of the plague, forty last
night. The bell always going. This day poor Robin Shaw at
Backewell's died and Backewell himself in Flanders.
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