But Mr.
Moone's design and mine, which was to look over my closet, and
please him with the sight thereof, which he hath long desired,
was wholly disappointed; for we were in great trouble and
disturbance at this fire, not knowing what to think of it.
However, we had an extraordinary good dinner, and as merry as at
this time we could be. While at dinner Mrs. Batelier come to
enquire after Mr. Woolfe and Stanes, (who it seems are related to
them,) whose houses in Fish-street are all burned, and they in a
sad condition. She would not stay in the fright. Soon as dined,
I and Moone away, and walked through the City, the streets full
of nothing but people, and horses and carts loaden with goods,
ready to run over one another, and removing goods from one burned
house to another. They now removing out of Canning-street (which
received goods in the morning) into Lumbard-street, and further:
and among others I now saw my little goldsmith Stokes receiving
some friend's goods, whose house itself was burned the day after.
We parted at Paul's; he home, and I to Paul's Wharf, where I had
appointed a boat to attend me, and took in Mr.
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