'Friday. Eight in the Morning. Abed. Read over all Mr. Froth's Letters. Cupid and Veney.
'Ten a Clock. Stay'd within all day—not at home.
'From Ten to Twelve. In Conference with my Mantua Maker. Sorted a Suit of Ribbands. Broke my Blue China Cup.
'From Twelve to One. Shut myself up in my Chamber, practised Lady Betty Modely's Skuttle.
'One in the Afternoon. Called for my flowered Handkerchief. Worked half a Violet Leaf in it. Eyes aked and Head out of Order. Threw by my Work, and read over the remaining Part of Aurenzebe.
'From Three to Four. Dined.
'From Four to Twelve. Changed my Mind, dressed, went abroad, and play'd at Crimp till Midnight. Found Mrs. Spitely at home. Conversation: Mrs. Brilliant's Necklace false Stones. Old Lady Loveday going to be married to a young Fellow that is not worth a Groat. Miss Prue gone into the Country. Tom Townley has red Hair. Mem. Mrs. Spitely whispered in my Ear that she had something to tell me about Mr. Froth, I am sure it is not true.
'Between Twelve and One. Dreamed that Mr. Froth lay at my Feet and called me Indamora.[128]
'Saturday. Rose at Eight a Clock in the Morning. Sate down to my Toilet.
'From Eight to Nine. Shifted a Patch for Half an Hour before I could determine it. Fixed it above my left Eye-brow.