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And
what
,
gentlemen
,
is
the
purpose
of
this
enormous
organisation
?
Its
purpose
is
to
arrest
innocent
people
and
wage
pointless
prosecutions
against
them
which
,
as
in
my
case
,
lead
to
no
result
.
How
are
we
to
avoid
those
in
office
becoming
deeply
corrupt
when
everything
is
devoid
of
meaning
?
That
is
impossible
,
not
even
the
highest
judge
would
be
able
to
achieve
that
for
himself
.
That
is
why
policemen
try
to
steal
the
clothes
off
the
back
of
those
they
arrest
,
that
is
why
supervisors
break
into
the
homes
of
people
they
do
not
know
,
that
is
why
innocent
people
are
humiliated
in
front
of
crowds
rather
than
being
given
a
proper
trial
.
The
policemen
only
talked
about
the
warehouses
where
they
put
the
property
of
those
they
arrest
,
I
would
like
to
see
these
warehouses
where
the
hard
won
possessions
of
people
under
arrest
is
left
to
decay
,
if
,
that
is
,
it
's
not
stolen
by
the
thieving
hands
of
the
warehouse
workers
.
"
K.
was
interrupted
by
a
screeching
from
the
far
end
of
the
hall
,
he
shaded
his
eyes
to
see
that
far
,
as
the
dull
light
of
day
made
the
smoke
whitish
and
hard
to
see
through
.
It
was
the
washerwoman
whom
K.
had
recognised
as
a
likely
source
of
disturbance
as
soon
as
she
had
entered
.
It
was
hard
to
see
now
whether
it
was
her
fault
or
not
.
K.
could
only
see
that
a
man
had
pulled
her
into
a
corner
by
the
door
and
was
pressing
himself
against
her
.
But
it
was
not
her
who
was
screaming
,
but
the
man
,
he
had
opened
his
mouth
wide
and
looked
up
at
the
ceiling
.
A
small
circle
had
formed
around
the
two
of
them
,
the
visitors
near
him
in
the
gallery
seemed
delighted
that
the
serious
tone
K.
had
introduced
into
the
gathering
had
been
disturbed
in
this
way
.
K.
's
first
thought
was
to
run
over
there
,
and
he
also
thought
that
everyone
would
want
to
bring
things
back
into
order
there
or
at
least
to
make
the
pair
leave
the
room
,
but
the
first
row
of
people
in
front
of
him
stayed
were
they
were
,
no-one
moved
and
no-one
let
K.
through
.
On
the
contrary
,
they
stood
in
his
way
,
old
men
held
out
their
arms
in
front
of
him
and
a
hand
from
somewhere
-
he
did
not
have
the
time
to
turn
round
-
took
hold
of
his
collar
.
K.
,
by
this
time
,
had
forgotten
about
the
pair
,
it
seemed
to
him
that
his
freedom
was
being
limited
as
if
his
arrest
was
being
taken
seriously
,
and
,
without
any
thought
for
what
he
was
doing
,
he
jumped
down
from
the
podium
.
Now
he
stood
face
to
face
with
the
crowd
.
Had
he
judged
the
people
properly
?
Had
he
put
too
much
faith
in
the
effect
of
his
speech
?
Had
they
been
putting
up
a
pretence
all
the
time
he
had
been
speaking
,
and
now
that
he
come
to
the
end
and
to
what
must
follow
,
were
they
tired
of
pretending
?
What
faces
they
were
,
all
around
him
!
Dark
,
little
eyes
flickered
here
and
there
,
cheeks
drooped
down
like
on
drunken
men
,
their
long
beards
were
thin
and
stiff
,
if
they
took
hold
of
them
it
was
more
like
they
were
making
their
hands
into
claws
,
not
as
if
they
were
taking
hold
of
their
own
beards
.
But
underneath
those
beards
-
and
this
was
the
real
discovery
made
by
K.
-
there
were
badges
of
various
sizes
and
colours
shining
on
the
collars
of
their
coats
.
As
far
as
he
could
see
,
every
one
of
them
was
wearing
one
of
these
badges
.
All
of
them
belonged
to
the
same
group
,
even
though
they
seemed
to
be
divided
to
the
right
and
the
left
of
him
,
and
when
he
suddenly
turned
round
he
saw
the
same
badge
on
the
collar
of
the
examining
judge
who
calmly
looked
down
at
him
with
his
hands
in
his
lap
.
"
So
,
"
called
out
K
,
throwing
his
arms
in
the
air
as
if
this
sudden
realisation
needed
more
room
,
"
all
of
you
are
working
for
this
organisation
,
I
see
now
that
you
are
all
the
very
bunch
of
cheats
and
liars
I
've
just
been
speaking
about
,
you
've
all
pressed
yourselves
in
here
in
order
to
listen
in
and
snoop
on
me
,
you
gave
the
impression
of
having
formed
into
factions
,
one
of
you
even
applauded
me
to
test
me
out
,
and
you
wanted
to
learn
how
to
trap
an
innocent
man
!
Well
,
I
hope
you
have
n't
come
here
for
nothing
,
I
hope
you
've
either
had
some
fun
from
someone
who
expected
you
to
defend
his
innocence
or
else
-
let
go
of
me
or
I
'll
hit
you
,
"
shouted
K.
to
a
quivery
old
man
who
had
pressed
himself
especially
close
to
him
-
"
or
else
that
you
've
actually
learned
something
.
And
so
I
wish
you
good
luck
in
your
trade
.
"
He
briskly
took
his
hat
from
where
it
lay
on
the
edge
of
the
table
and
,
surrounded
by
a
silence
caused
perhaps
by
the
completeness
of
their
surprise
,
pushed
his
way
to
the
exit
.
However
,
the
examining
judge
seems
to
have
moved
even
more
quickly
than
K.
,
as
he
was
waiting
for
him
at
the
doorway
.
"
One
moment
,
"
he
said
.
K
stood
where
he
was
,
but
looked
at
the
door
with
his
hand
already
on
its
handle
rather
than
at
the
judge
.
"
I
merely
wanted
to
draw
your
attention
,
"
said
the
judge
,
"
to
something
you
seem
not
yet
to
be
aware
of
:
today
,
you
have
robbed
yourself
of
the
advantages
that
a
hearing
of
this
sort
always
gives
to
someone
who
is
under
arrest
.
"
K.
laughed
towards
the
door
.
"
You
bunch
of
louts
,
"
he
called
,
"
you
can
keep
all
your
hearings
as
a
present
from
me
,
"
then
opened
the
door
and
hurried
down
the
steps
.
Behind
him
,
the
noise
of
the
assembly
rose
as
it
became
lively
once
more
and
probably
began
to
discuss
these
events
as
if
making
a
scientific
study
of
them
.
Every
day
over
the
following
week
,
K.
expected
another
summons
to
arrive
,
he
could
not
believe
that
his
rejection
of
any
more
hearings
had
been
taken
literally
,
and
when
the
expected
summons
really
had
not
come
by
Saturday
evening
he
took
it
to
mean
that
he
was
expected
,
without
being
told
,
to
appear
at
the
same
place
at
the
same
time
.
So
on
Sunday
,
he
set
out
once
more
in
the
same
direction
,
going
without
hesitation
up
the
steps
and
through
the
corridors
;
some
of
the
people
remembered
him
and
greeted
him
from
their
doorways
,
but
he
no
longer
needed
to
ask
anyone
the
way
and
soon
arrived
at
the
right
door
.
It
was
opened
as
soon
as
he
knocked
and
,
paying
no
attention
to
the
woman
he
had
seen
last
time
who
was
standing
at
the
doorway
,
he
was
about
to
go
straight
into
the
adjoining
room
when
she
said
to
him
"
There
's
no
session
today
"
.
"
What
do
you
mean
;
no
session
?
"
he
asked
,
unable
to
believe
it
.
But
the
woman
persuaded
him
by
opening
the
door
to
the
next
room
.
It
was
indeed
empty
,
and
looked
even
more
dismal
empty
than
it
had
the
previous
Sunday
.
On
the
podium
stood
the
table
exactly
as
it
had
been
before
with
a
few
books
laying
on
it
.
"
Can
I
have
a
look
at
those
books
?
"
asked
K.
,
not
because
he
was
especially
curious
but
so
that
he
would
not
have
come
for
nothing
.
"
No
,
"
said
the
woman
as
she
re-closed
the
door
,
"
that
's
not
allowed
.
Those
books
belong
to
the
examining
judge
.
"
"
I
see
,
"
said
K.
,
and
nodded
,
"
those
books
must
be
law
books
,
and
that
's
how
this
court
does
things
,
not
only
to
try
people
who
are
innocent
but
even
to
try
them
without
letting
them
know
what
's
going
on
.
"
"
I
expect
you
're
right
,
"
said
the
woman
,
who
had
not
understood
exactly
what
he
meant
.
"
I
'd
better
go
away
again
,
then
,
"
said
K.
"
Should
I
give
a
message
to
the
examining
judge
?
"
asked
the
woman
.
"
Do
you
know
him
,
then
?
"
asked
K.
"
Of
course
I
know
him
,
"
said
the
woman
,
"
my
husband
is
the
court
usher
.
"
It
was
only
now
that
K.
noticed
that
the
room
,
which
before
had
held
nothing
but
a
wash-tub
,
had
been
fitted
out
as
a
living
room
.
The
woman
saw
how
surprised
he
was
and
said
,
"
Yes
,
we
're
allowed
to
live
here
as
we
like
,
only
we
have
to
clear
the
room
out
when
the
court
's
in
session
.
There
's
lots
of
disadvantages
to
my
husband
's
job
.
"
"
It
's
not
so
much
the
room
that
surprises
me
,
"
said
K.
,
looking
at
her
crossly
,
"
it
's
your
being
married
that
shocks
me
.
"
"
Are
you
thinking
about
what
happened
last
time
the
court
was
in
session
,
when
I
disturbed
what
you
were
saying
?
"
asked
the
woman
.
"
Of
course
,
"
said
K.
,
"
it
's
in
the
past
now
and
I
've
nearly
forgotten
about
it
,
but
at
the
time
it
made
me
furious
.
And
now
you
tell
me
yourself
that
you
are
a
married
woman
.
"
"
It
was
n't
any
disadvantage
for
you
to
have
your
speech
interrupted
.
The
way
they
talked
about
you
after
you
'd
gone
was
really
bad
.
"
"
That
could
well
be
,
"
said
K.
,
turning
away
,
"
but
it
does
not
excuse
you
.
"
"
There
's
no-one
I
know
who
'd
hold
it
against
me
,
"
said
the
woman
.
"
Him
,
who
put
his
arms
around
me
,
he
's
been
chasing
after
me
for
a
long
time
.
I
might
not
be
very
attractive
for
most
people
,
but
I
am
for
him
.
I
've
got
no
protection
from
him
,
even
my
husband
has
had
to
get
used
to
it
;
if
he
wants
to
keep
his
job
he
's
got
to
put
up
with
it
as
that
man
's
a
student
and
he
'll
almost
certainly
be
very
powerful
later
on
.
He
's
always
after
me
,
he
'd
only
just
left
when
you
arrived
.
"
"
That
fits
in
with
everything
else
,
"
said
K.
,
"
I
'm
not
surprised
.
"
"
Do
you
want
to
make
things
a
bit
better
here
?
"
the
woman
asked
slowly
,
watching
him
as
if
she
were
saying
something
that
could
be
as
dangerous
for
K.
as
for
herself
.
"
That
's
what
I
thought
when
I
heard
you
speak
,
I
really
liked
what
you
said
.
Mind
you
,
I
only
heard
part
of
it
,
I
missed
the
beginning
of
it
and
at
the
end
I
was
lying
on
the
floor
with
the
student
-
it
's
so
horrible
here
,
"
she
said
after
a
pause
,
and
took
hold
of
K.
's
hand
.
"
Do
you
believe
you
really
will
be
able
to
make
things
better
?
"
K.
smiled
and
twisted
his
hand
round
a
little
in
her
soft
hands
.
"
It
's
really
not
my
job
to
make
things
better
here
,
as
you
put
it
,
"
he
said
,
"
and
if
you
said
that
to
the
examining
judge
he
would
laugh
at
you
or
punish
you
for
it
.
I
really
would
not
have
become
involved
in
this
matter
if
I
could
have
helped
it
,
and
I
would
have
lost
no
sleep
worrying
about
how
this
court
needs
to
be
made
better
.
But
because
I
'm
told
that
I
have
been
arrested
-
and
I
am
under
arrest
-
it
forces
me
to
take
some
action
,
and
to
do
so
for
my
own
sake
.
However
,
if
I
can
be
of
some
service
to
you
in
the
process
I
will
,
of
course
,
be
glad
to
do
so
.
And
I
will
be
glad
to
do
so
not
only
for
the
sake
of
charity
but
also
because
you
can
be
of
some
help
to
me
.
"
"
How
could
I
help
you
,
then
?
"
said
the
woman
.
"
You
could
,
for
example
,
show
me
the
books
on
the
table
there
.
"
"
Yes
,
certainly
,
"
the
woman
cried
,
and
pulled
K.
along
behind
her
as
she
rushed
to
them
.
The
books
were
old
and
well
worn
,
the
cover
of
one
of
them
had
nearly
broken
through
in
its
middle
,
and
it
was
held
together
with
a
few
threads
.
"
Everything
is
so
dirty
here
,
"
said
K.
,
shaking
his
head
,
and
before
he
could
pick
the
books
up
the
woman
wiped
some
of
the
dust
off
with
her
apron
.
K.
took
hold
of
the
book
that
lay
on
top
and
threw
it
open
,
an
indecent
picture
appeared
.
A
man
and
a
woman
sat
naked
on
a
sofa
,
the
base
intent
of
whoever
drew
it
was
easy
to
see
but
he
had
been
so
grossly
lacking
in
skill
that
all
that
anyone
could
really
make
out
were
the
man
and
the
woman
who
dominated
the
picture
with
their
bodies
,
sitting
in
overly
upright
postures
that
created
a
false
perspective
and
made
it
difficult
for
them
to
approach
each
other
.
K.
did
n't
thumb
through
that
book
any
more
,
but
just
threw
open
the
next
one
at
its
title
page
,
it
was
a
novel
with
the
title
,
What
Grete
Suffered
from
her
Husband
,
Hans
.
"
So
this
is
the
sort
of
law
book
they
study
here
,
"
said
K.
,
"
this
is
the
sort
of
person
sitting
in
judgement
over
me
.
"
"
I
can
help
you
,
"
said
the
woman
,
"
would
you
like
me
to
?
"
"
Could
you
really
do
that
without
placing
yourself
in
danger
?
You
did
say
earlier
on
that
your
husband
is
wholly
dependent
on
his
superiors
.
"
"
I
still
want
to
help
you
,
"
said
the
woman
,
"
come
over
here
,
we
've
got
to
talk
about
it
.
Do
n't
say
any
more
about
what
danger
I
'm
in
,
I
only
fear
danger
where
I
want
to
fear
it
.
Come
over
here
.
"
She
pointed
to
the
podium
and
invited
him
to
sit
down
on
the
step
with
her
.
"
You
've
got
lovely
dark
eyes
,
"
she
said
after
they
had
sat
down
,
looking
up
into
K.
's
face
,
"
people
say
I
've
got
nice
eyes
too
,
but
yours
are
much
nicer
.
It
was
the
first
thing
I
noticed
when
you
first
came
here
.
That
's
even
why
I
came
in
here
,
into
the
assembly
room
,
afterwards
,
I
'd
never
normally
do
that
,
I
'm
not
really
even
allowed
to
.
"
So
that
's
what
all
this
is
about
,
thought
K.
,
she
's
offering
herself
to
me
,
she
's
as
degenerate
as
everything
else
around
here
,
she
's
had
enough
of
the
court
officials
,
which
is
understandable
I
suppose
,
and
so
she
approaches
any
stranger
and
makes
compliments
about
his
eyes
.
With
that
,
K.
stood
up
in
silence
as
if
he
had
spoken
his
thoughts
out
loud
and
thus
explained
his
action
to
the
woman
.
"
I
do
n't
think
you
can
be
of
any
assistance
to
me
,
"
he
said
,
"
to
be
of
any
real
assistance
you
would
need
to
be
in
contact
with
high
officials
.
But
I
'm
sure
you
only
know
the
lower
employees
,
and
there
are
crowds
of
them
milling
about
here
.
