A rascally mob of the lowest class of people in the colony, to whom war simply meant opportunity for plunder and rapine, they would undoubtedly back up their leader, in their present mood, in any attempt at resistance he might make the young officer.

But he hesitated a moment.

Desborough was a lord, high in the confidence of Governor Dunmore, and a man of great influence; his own position was too precarious, the game was not worth the candle, and the risk of opposition was too great.
"Well," he said in sulky acquiescence, "the men meant no special harm, but have it your own way.

Fall back, men! As to what you say to me personally, you shall answer to me for that at a more fitting time," he continued doggedly.
"When and where you please," answered Desborough, hotly, "though I 'd soil a sword by passing it through you.

What was Dunmore thinking of when he put you in charge of this party and sent you to do this work, I wonder?
Give your orders to your men to unhand this gentleman instantly.