They both turn back to the red faced man, but he's nowhere to be seen, nor are his barrels.
The whole market goes quiet at that moment, with everybody looking in their direction.
The Author turns back to her. “See what you have wrought here?” He demands. “There is an unsettled deal now, in my market, and a free entertainment to boot! There will be a reckoning for this, mark my card on that!” He turns to Strauss. “You, take her elsewhere before she brings more chaos.”
He turns to leave, and in turning, disappears.
