The interview promised to be interesting.
"I went to Jamestown to get me a wife," I said at length, "because I had pledged my word that I would do so.

I was not over-anxious.

I did not run all the way.

But, as you say, I intended to do the best I could for myself; one hundred and twenty pounds of tobacco being a considerable sum, and not to be lightly thrown away.

I went to look for a mistress for my house, a companion for my idle hours, a rosy, humble, docile lass, with no aspirations beyond cleanliness and good temper, who was to order my household and make me a home.