Somehow he was amused by the sudden garrulousness of the old armourer.

He held up his hand to check the flow of words.
"I say, Herr Spantz, or Monsieur, perhaps, you are the first man I've met who has volunteered to go into rhapsodies for my benefit.

I'd like to have a good long chat with you.

What do you say to a mug of that excellent beer over in the Cafe garden?
Business seems to be a little dull.

Can't you--er--lock up ?" Spantz looked at him keenly under his bushy brows, his little black eyes fairly boring holes into King's brain, so to speak.
"May I ask what brings you to Edelweiss ?" he asked abruptly.
"I don't mind telling you, Mr.Spantz, that I'm here because I'm somewhat of a fool.