In the morning I went up to Thomas Fuller’s, and from thence he and I went to Will Eldridge’s, where we talked with Mary Evenden, who owned her being with child, but declared she would not swear the father of it as yet (though I think according to all circumstances nobody need think of any other person for the father but Mr Hutson). I came home about 9:20. We dined on a light pudding and some turnip greens, Paid 3d for 12 herrings bought today. At home all day. Read part of The Peerage of England.