to go to Court without a long wig, and his was a tied-up one:
"Now," says the Prince, "I knew not what to do, for I never had a long
periwig in my life; and I have sent to all my valets and footmen, to see
whether any of them have one, that I might borrow it, but none of them
has any."--Was not this spoken very greatly with some sort of contempt?
But the Secretary said it was a thing of no consequence, and only
observed by gentlemen ushers. I supped with Lord Masham, where Lord
Treasurer and Mr. Secretary supped with us: the first left us at twelve,
but the rest did not part till two, yet I have written all this, because
it is fresh: and now I'll go sleep if I can; that is, I believe I shall,
because I have drank a little.

7. I was this morning to give the Duke of Ormond notice of the honour
done him to make him one of our Society, and to invite him on Thursday
next to the Thatched House: he has accepted it with the gratitude and
humility such a preferment deserves, but cannot come till the next
meeting, because Prince Eugene is to dine with him that day, which I
allowed for: a good excuse, and will report accordingly. I dined with
Lord Masham, and sat there till eight this evening, and came home,
because I was not very well, but a little griped; but now I am well
again, I will not go, at least but very seldom, to Lord Masham's
suppers. Lord Treasurer is generally there, and that tempts me, but late
sitting up does not agree with me: there's the short and the long, and I
won't do it; so take your answer, dear little young women; and I have no
more to say to you to-night, because of the Archbishop, for I am going
to write a long letter to him, but not so politely as formerly: I won't
trust him.

8. Well, then, come, let us see this letter; if I must answer it, I
must. What's here now? yes, faith, I lamented my birthday(9) two days
after, and that's all: and you rhyme, Madam Stella; were those verses
made upon my birthday? faith, when I read them, I had them running in my
head all the day, and said them over a thousand times; they drank your
health in all their glasses, and wished, etc. I could not get them
out of my head. What? no, I believe it was not; what do I say upon the
eighth of December? Compare, and see whether I say so. I am glad of
Mrs. Stoyte's recovery, heartily glad; your Dolly Manley's and Bishop of
Cloyne's(10) child I have no concern about: I am sorry in a civil way,
that's all. Yes, yes, Sir George St