till ten at night but was pretty well satisfied again when my wife
told me that he wept because I was angry, though indeed he did give me
a good reason for his being out; but I thought it a good occasion to let
him know that I do expect his being at home. So to bed.

12th. Lord's day. To my Lord, and with him to White Hall Chappell, where
Mr. Calamy preached, and made a good sermon upon these words "To whom
much is given, of him much is required." He was very officious with his
three reverences to the King, as others do. After sermon a brave anthem
of Captain Cooke's,

[Henry Cooke, chorister of the Chapel Royal, adhered to the royal
cause at the breaking out of the Civil Wars, and for his bravery
obtained a captain's commission. At the Restoration he received the
appointment of Master of the Children of the Chapel Royal; he was an
excellent musician, and three of his pupils turned out very
distinguished musicians, viz, Pelham Humphrey, John Blow, and
Michael Wise. He was one of the original performers in the "Siege,
of Rhodes." He died July 13th, 1672,: and was buried in the
cloisters of Westminster Abbey. In another place, Pepys says, "a
vain coxcomb he is, though he sings so well."]

which he himself sung, and the King was well pleased with it. My Lord
dined at my Lord Chamberlain's, and I at his house with Mr. Sheply.
After dinner I did give Mr. Donne; who is going to sea, the key of my
cabin and direction for the putting up of my things.

After, that I went to walk, and meeting Mrs. Lane of Westminster Hall, I
took her to my Lord's, and did give her a bottle of wine in the garden,
where Mr. Fairbrother, of Cambridge, did come and found us, and drank
with us. After that I took her to my house, where I was exceeding free
in dallying with her, and she not unfree to take it. At night home and
called at my father's, where I found Mr. Fairbrother, but I did not stay
but went homewards and called in at Mr. Rawlinson's, whither my uncle
Wight was coming and did come, but was exceeding angry (he being a
little fuddled, and I think it was that I should see him in that case)
as I never saw him in my life, which I was somewhat troubled at. Home
and to bed.

13th. A sitting day at our office. After dinner to Whitehall; to the
Privy Seal, whither my father came to me, and staid talking with me a
great while, telling me that he had propounded Mr. John Pickering for
Sir Th