 Why was Retief still upset after seeing the ship?
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Worlds of If Science Fiction, March 1962. I've been tied up every off-duty hour since I got here—" "You can't offend the Groaci," Miss Meuhl said sharply. "Whaffle left here three months ago," Retief said, "leaving me in charge." "I don't recall dictating any letters today, Miss Meuhl," Retief said, pulling on a light cape. "Mr. Retief, those are just the sort of questions we avoid with the Groaci. Outside, Retief stood for a moment looking across at the deeply carved windowless stucco facades lining the street, then started off in the direction of the Terrestrial Consulate General. Retief went in. He looked at Retief and froze in mid-motion, a metal tube poised over a waiting pot. "To enjoy a cooling drink," Retief said in Groacian, squatting down at the edge of the pit. "To not worry," Retief said, irritated. "To not be angry, fragrant native," Retief said. Retief backed into the opening to a narrow crossway and offered further verbal familiarities to the drunken local, who followed, furious. Retief backed, rounded a corner into a narrow alley-like passage, deserted, silent ... except for the following Groacian. Retief stepped around him, seized his collar and yanked. Retief stood over him. "To not be going anywhere for a few minutes," Retief said.
 There was a much larger ship still unaccounted for.
 He found something at the ship he wasn't expecting.  The Groacians wouldn't show him inside of the ship.  There was a much larger ship still unaccounted for.  He's upset about the deceased Terrestrials he found.