Still, one way and another, I was not long in clearing out my store, and I found myself with some three times the amount of tobacco in prospect that I had sent home at the last harvest.
That was very well, but there was the devil to pay besides.

Every wastrel I sent off empty-handed was my enemy; the agents of the Englishmen looked sourly at me; and many a man who was swindled grossly by the Bristol buyers saw me as a marauder instead of a benefactor.

For this I was prepared; but what staggered me was the way that some of the better sort of the gentry came to regard me.

It was not that they did not give me their custom; that I did not expect, for gunpowder alone would change the habits of a Virginian Tory.

But my new business seemed to them such a downcome that they passed me by with a cock of the chin.
Before they had treated me hospitably, and made me welcome at their houses.