s morning. Prior and I are called the two Sosias,(17) in a
Whig newspaper. Sosias, can you read it? The pamphlet begins to make a
noise: I was asked by several whether I had seen it, and they advised
me to read it, for it was something very extraordinary. I shall be
suspected; and it will have several paltry answers. It must take its
fate, as Savage(18) said of his sermon that he preached at Farnham on
Sir William Temple's death. Domville saw Savage in Italy, and says he is
a coxcomb, and half mad: he goes in red, and with yellow waistcoats,
and was at ceremony kneeling to the Pope on a Palm Sunday, which is much
more than kissing his toe; and I believe it will ruin him here when 'tis
told. I'll answer your letter in my new lodgings: I have hardly room; I
must borrow from the other side.

29. New lodgings. My printer came this morning to tell me he must
immediately print a second edition,(19) and Lord Treasurer made one
or two small additions: they must work day and night to have it out on
Saturday; they sold a thousand in two days. Our Society met to-day;
nine of us were present: we dined at our brother Bathurst's.(20) We made
several regulations, and have chosen three new members, Lord Orrery,(21)
Jack Hill, who is Mrs. Masham's brother, he that lately miscarried in
the expedition to Quebec, and one Colonel Disney.(22)--We have taken
a room in a house near St. James's to meet in. I left them early about
correcting the pamphlet, etc., and am now got home, etc.

30. This morning I carried Domville to see my Lord Harley, and I did
some business with Lord Treasurer, and have been all this afternoon with
the printer, adding something to the second edition. I dined with the
printer: the pamphlet makes a world of noise, and will do a great deal
of good; it tells abundance of most important facts which were not
at all known. I'll answer your letter to-morrow morning; or suppose I
answer it just now, though it is pretty late. Come then.--You say you
are busy with Parliaments, etc.; that's more than ever I will be when
I come back; but you will have none these two years. Lord Santry, etc.,
yes, I have had enough on't.(23) I am glad Dilly is mended; does not he
thank me for showing him the Court and the great people's faces? He had
his glass out at the Queen and the rest. 'Tis right what Dilly says:
I depend upon nothing from my friends, but to go back as I came. Never
fear Laracor, 'twill mend with a peace, or surely they'll gi