Suddenly lord Litchfield turned on him, his dark eyes nearly black in the dim lighting of the shop. "My good man, do you think me a thief?" He asked pleasantly enough.
The shopkeeper's jaw fell and he looked a bit bewildered, "Uh, uh no my lord."
"Then go back to where you came from and let me in peace. Do I wish to make a purchase, you will be the first to know." It was all he said before he turned once more, presenting the man his back.