Sweat (11.7.1664)

I betimes to bed. And there fell into a most mighty sweat in the

night, about 11 a-clock; and there, knowing what money I have in the

house and hearing a noise, I began to sweat worse and worse, till I

melted almost to water. I rung, and could not in half an hour make

either of the wenches hear me; and this made me fear the more, lest

they might be gag'd; and then I begin to think that there was some

design in a stone being flung at the window over our stairs this

evening, by which the thiefs meant to try what looking there would be

after them and know our company. These thoughts and fears I had, and

do hence apprehend the fears of all rich men that are covetous and

have much money by them. At last Jane rose and then I understand it

was only the dog wants a lodging and so made a noyse.