"These matters demand quick settlement." To whom was I to turn?
I knew nobody of the better class who would act for me.

For a moment I thought of Colonel Beverley, but his age and dignity were too great to bring him into this squabble of youth.

Then a notion struck me.
"If you will send your friend to my man, John Faulkner, he will make all arrangements.

He is to be found any day in my shop." With this defiance, I walked nonchalantly out of the dumbfoundered group, found my horse, and rode homewards.
My coolness did not last many minutes, and long ere I had reached James Town I was a prey to dark forebodings.

Here was I, a peaceful trader, who desired nothing more than to live in amity with all men, involved in a bloody strife.