she would go buy a new one and lace it and make me pay for
it, and then let me burn it if I would after she had done it, and so
went away in a fury. This vexed me cruelly, but being very busy I had,
not hand to give myself up to consult what to do in it, but anon, I
suppose after she saw that I did not follow her, she came again to the
office, where I made her stay, being busy with another, half an houre,
and her stomach coming down we were presently friends, and so after
my business being over at the office we out and by coach to my Lady
Sandwich's, with whom I left my wife, and I to White Hall, where I met
Mr. Delsety, and after an hour's discourse with him met with nobody to
do other business with, but back again to my Lady, and after half an
hour's discourse with her to my brother's, who I find in the same or
worse condition. The doctors give him over and so do all that see him.
He talks no sense two, words together now; and I confess it made me
weepe to see that he should not be able, when I asked him, to say who
I was. I went to Mrs. Turner's, and by her discourse with my brother's
Doctor, Mr. Powell, I find that she is full now of the disease which
my brother is troubled with, and talks of it mightily, which I am sorry
for, there being other company, but methinks it should be for her
honour to forbear talking of it, the shame of this very thing I confess
troubles me as much as anything. Back to my brother's and took my
wife, and carried her to my uncle Fenner's and there had much private
discourse with him. He tells me of the Doctor's thoughts of my brother's
little hopes of recovery, and from that to tell me his thoughts long
of my brother's bad husbandry, and from that to say that he believes he
owes a great deal of money, as to my cozen Scott I know not how much,
and Dr. Thos. Pepys L30, but that the Doctor confesses that he is paid
L20 of it, and what with that and what he owes my father and me I doubt
he is in a very sad condition, that if he lives he will not be able to
show his head, which will be a very great shame to me. After this I went
in to my aunt and my wife and Anthony Joyce and his wife, who were by
chance there, and drank and so home, my mind and head troubled, but I
hope it will [be] over in a little time one way or other. After doing a
little at my office of business I home to supper and to bed. From notice
that my uncle Fenner did give my father the last week of my brother's
condition, my moth