siderable, there is no hearkening to it, yet, from its coming voluntarily from him, I conceive he may be brought to give this £4000 for the house and gardens, and leave my mother mistress of the little houses called the tenements. If he will agree to this, we beg you to conclude with him, and do all you can; and now, my dear Mr. Evelyn, excuse the perpetual trouble which is given you by one who would think nothing too difficult that might express how sincerely she is what she ought to be.
"I am so sleepy I can say no more."
Upon the invasion of the Prince of Orange, Lady Sunderland accompanied her husband in his flight into Holland. She soon, however, visited England again; being engaged, no doubt, in paving the way for their joint return.
In the month of June, 1689, she writes to Evelyn, from London—
"I am going on Monday to Althorpe, which is a journey I must make before I leave England, and I wish it were over, for 'twill make me have many a sad thought; and yet I think I ought to be filled with praises to God Almighty, that by this method he has seduced my husband from the
