Woodcot, in Kent, towards the end of October 1652.--Ibid. p. 61.] came
to London, and had newly buried her mother, my Lady Brown, wife to Sir
Richard Brown, that then was resident for the King at Paris. A little
before she and I and Doctor Steward, a Clerk of the closet to King
Charles the First, christened a daughter of Mr. Waters, near a year
old. About this time, Lord Chief Justice Heath died at Calais, and
several of the King's servants at Paris, amongst others Mr. Henry
Murray, of his bedchamber, a very good man.

I now settled myself in a handsome lodging in London. With a heavy
heart I stayed in this lodging almost seven months, and in that time I
did not go abroad seven times, but spent my time in prayer to God for
the deliverance of the King and my husband, whose danger was ever
before my eyes. I was seldom without the best company, and sometimes
my father would stay a week, for all had compassion on my condition. I
removed to Queenstreet, and there in a very good lodging I was upon
the 24th of June delivered of a daughter: in all this time I had but
four letters from your father, which made the pain I was in more
difficult to bear.

I went with my brother Fanshawe to Ware Park, and my sister went to
Balls, to my father, both intending to meet in the winter; and so
indeed we did with tears; for the 3rd of September following was
fought the battle of Worcester, when the King being missed, and
nothing heard of your father being dead or alive, for three days it
was inexpressible what affliction I was in. I neither eat nor slept,
but trembled at every motion I heard, expecting the fatal news, which
at last came in their news-book, which mentioned your father a
prisoner.