is one of our Society.  God send her a good time! her death would be a terrible thing.[10]—­Do you know that I have ventured all my credit with these great Ministers, to clear some misunderstandings betwixt them; and if there be no breach, I ought to have the merit of it.  ’Tis a plaguy ticklish piece of work, and a man hazards losing both sides.  It is a pity the world does not know my virtue.—­I thought the clergy in Convocation in Ireland would have given me thanks for being their solicitor; but I hear of no such thing.  Pray talk occasionally on that subject, and let me know what you hear.  Do you know the greatness of my spirit, that I value their thanks not a rush, but at my return shall freely let all people know that it was my Lord Treasurer’s action, wherein the Duke of Ormond had no more share than a cat?  And so they may go whistle, and I’ll go sleep.

16.  I was this day in the City, and dined at Pontack’s[11] with Stratford, and two other merchants.  Pontack told us, although his wine was so good, he sold it cheaper than others; he took but seven shillings a flask.  Are not these pretty rates?  The books he sent for from Hamburg are come, but not yet got out of the custom-house.  My library will be at least double when I come back.  I shall go to Windsor again on Saturday, to meet our Society, who are to sup at Mr. Secretary’s; but I believe I shall return on Monday, and then I will answer your letter, that lies here safe underneath;—­I see it; lie still:  I will answer you when the ducks have eaten up the dirt.

17.  I dined to-day at Lord Treasurer’s with Mrs. Masham, and she is extremely like one Mrs. Malolly, that was once my landlady in Trim.  She was used with mighty kindness and respect, like a favourite.  It signifies nothing going to this Lord Treasurer about business, although it be his own.  He was in haste, and desires I will come again, and dine with him to-morrow.  His famous lying porter is fallen sick, and they think he will die:  I wish I had all my half-crowns again.  I believe I have told you he is an old Scotch fanatic, and the damn’dest liar in his office alive.[12] I have a mind to recommend Patrick to succeed him:  I have trained him up pretty well.  I reckon for certain you are now in town.  The weather now begins to alter to rain.

Windsor, 18.  I dined to-day with Lord Treasurer, and he would make me go with him to Windsor, although I was engaged to the Secretary, to whom I made my excuses:  we had in the coach besides, his son and son-in-law, Lord Harley and Lord Dupplin, who are two of our Society, and seven of us met by appointment, and supped this night with the Secretary.  It was past nine before we got here, but a fine moonshiny night.  I shall go back, I believe, on Monday.  ’Tis very late.

19.  The Queen did not stir out to-day, she is in a little fit of the gout.  I dined at Mr. Masham’s; we had none but our Society members, six in all, and I supped with Lord Treasurer.  The Queen has ordered twenty thousand pounds to go on with the building at Blenheim, which has been starved till now, since the change of the Ministry.[13] I suppose it is to reward his last action of getting into the French lines.[14] Lord Treasurer kept me till past twelve.