At about ten o’clock on the morning of Monday, October 6, as Anne Wyndham wrote, “his majesty took leave of the old Lady Wyndham, the colonel’s lady [Anne herself], and family, not omitting the meanest of them that had served him; but to the good old lady he vouchsafed more than ordinary respect, who accounted it her highest honour that she had three sons and one grandchild slain in the defence of the father, and that she herself, in her old age, had been instrumental in the protection of the son, both kings of England.“Thus his sacred majesty, taking Mrs. Juliana Coningsby behind him, attended by Colonel Robert Phelips and [Wyndham’s servant] Peters, bad farewell to Trent, the ark in which God shut him up when the floods of rebellion had covered the face of his dominion.”
The party “went under the conduct of Coll. Phelipps in private ways,” Phelips recounted, “(all that country being well known to him) nere 40 myles that day to the house of the Widdow Hyde at Hele, 3 myles distant from Salisbury, a very discreet gentlewoman. Hither was Dr. Henchman come before from Salisbury to provide for theire reception.”
Thomas Blount's Boscobel describes the journey. "The travellers passed by Wincanton, and near the midst of that day's journey arrived at Mere, a little market town in Wiltshire, and dined at the George inn; the hoast, Mr. Christopher Phillips, whom the colone knew to be perfectly honest.
|The George Inn, Mere|
from Alan Fea's The Flight of the King
"The hoaste sat at the table with his majesty [Charles was once more pretending to be Will Jackson, this time a servant of Phelips], and ... told the colonel, for news, that he heard the men of Westminster (meaning the rebels), notwithstanding their victory at Worcester, were in a great maze, not knowing what was become of the king; but (says he) it is the most received opinion that he is come in a disguise to London, and many houses have been searched for him there: at which his majesty was observed to smile.
|Interior of the George Inn, Mere|
from The Flight of the King
"After dinner, mine hoast familiarly asked the king 'if he were a friend to Caesar?' to which his majesty answered, 'Yes.' 'Then,' said he, 'here's a health to King Charles,' in a glass of wine, which his majesty and the king both pledged.... And his majesty, since his happy return, has been pleased to ask 'What was become of his honest hoast at Mere?'"
According to Alan Fea's 1908 The Flight of the King, "Once more upon their way, the road to Salisbury is in a direct line, nearly due east, but in the seventeenth century this part of the country was but little enclosed, so that the journey to Heale could be accomplished if necessary without hardly touching a village."
In the evening they reached Heale House, on the banks of the Avon near Amesbury in Wiltshire. This was the home of Mary Hyde, widow of Laurence Hyde, the eldest brother of Sir Robert Hyde, Justice of Common Pleas, and a cousin to Charles’s chancellor Edward Hyde, and so a staunchly Royalist lady.In 1680, Charles told Samuel Pepys, “I came into the House just as it was almost dark (with Robin Phillips only) not intending at first to make myselfe knowne. But just as I alighted at the Doore, Mrs. Hide knew me, though she had never seen mee but once in her life, and that was with the King my Father, in the Army, when we marched by Salisbury some yeares before in the time of the Warr. But she being a discreet Woman took noe notice at that time of me, I passing only for a friend of Robin Phillips’s, by whose advice I went thether.
|Old fireplace at Heale House|
from The Flight of the King
“While we were at supper I observed Mrs. Hyde and her Brother Frederick to looke a little earnestly at me, which ledd me to beleive they might know me. But I was not at all startled at it, it having been my purpose to lett her know who I was. And accordingly after supper Mrs. Hyde came to me, and I discovered my selfe to her, who told me shee had a very safe place to hide me in, till we knew whether any ship was ready or noe. But she sayd it was not safe for her to trust any Boddy but her selfe and her sister, and therefore advised me to take my Horse the next morning, and make as if I quitted the House, and returne again about night. For she would order it soe, that all her servants and everybody should be out of the House but her selfe and her sister, whose name I remember not.”