The vintner would have gladly disappeared, but the human wall behind made this impossible.

But he was needlessly alarmed.

Carmichael only smiled ironically.
"Do you know where the American consulate is ?" he asked low, so that none but Gretchen and the vintner heard.
"Yes," said the vintner, blushing with shame.
"I live above the agency." "Good! I shall expect to see you in the morning." But the vintner was determined that he shouldn't.

He would be at work in the royal vineyards on the morrow.
"To-morrow ?" repeated Gretchen, to whom this by-play was a blank.

"Why should he wish to see you ?" "Who knows?
Let us be going.