It was surely a mistake, to rejoice so much in her father’s discomfiture. Anne’s gout returns: by mid-October, she is a perfect cripple. In December she miscarries of two more sons. The King has persisted in his resolve to give her father’s Irish lands to Squinting Betty. He will not change his mind, and now he has taken 35,000 of the 50,000 pounds Parliament granted for setting up a household for her boy – her only boy. Anne is like Foresight in Love for Love, for all her affairs go backwards.