After breakfast Mr Burgess and I once more went down to talk with Osborne’s servant; she promised that provided the man she was now big with child by did not come and give this parish proper security to their liking, she would certainly swear the same on Monday next.
We dined on the remains of yesterday’s dinner with the addition of a piece of cold beef baked in the oven yesterday and some cold rice pie. In the evening wrote out several bills and read 2 of Tillotson’s sermons. But very little to do all day.