I had often had dealings with him, and had found him honest, though a thought truculent in manner.

He had a passion against all smugglers and buccaneers, and, in days to come, was to do good service in ridding Accomac of these scourges.

He feared God, and did not greatly fear much else.
He was sitting on the low wall smoking a pipe, and had by him a very singular gentleman.

Never have I set eyes on a more decorous merchant.
He was habited neatly and soberly in black, with a fine white cravat and starched shirt-bands.

He wore a plain bob-wig below a huge flat-brimmed hat, and big blue spectacles shaded his eyes.