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I
'm
sure
you
're
very
familiar
with
them
and
could
achieve
a
great
deal
through
them
,
I
've
no
doubt
of
that
,
but
the
most
that
could
be
done
through
them
would
have
no
bearing
at
all
on
the
final
outcome
of
the
trial
.
You
,
on
the
other
hand
,
would
lose
some
of
your
friends
as
a
result
,
and
I
have
no
wish
of
that
.
Carry
on
with
these
people
in
the
same
way
as
you
have
been
,
as
it
does
seem
to
me
to
be
something
you
can
not
do
without
.
I
have
no
regrets
in
saying
this
as
,
in
return
for
your
compliment
to
me
,
I
also
find
you
rather
attractive
,
especially
when
you
look
at
me
as
sadly
as
you
are
now
,
although
you
really
have
no
reason
to
do
so
.
You
belong
to
the
people
I
have
to
combat
,
and
you
're
very
comfortable
among
them
,
you
're
even
in
love
with
the
student
,
or
if
you
do
n't
love
him
you
do
at
least
prefer
him
to
your
husband
.
It
's
easy
to
see
that
from
what
you
've
been
saying
.
"
"
No
!
"
she
shouted
,
remained
sitting
where
she
was
and
grasped
K.
's
hand
,
which
he
failed
to
pull
away
fast
enough
.
"
You
ca
n't
go
away
now
,
you
ca
n't
go
away
when
you
've
misjudged
me
like
that
!
Are
you
really
capable
of
going
away
now
?
Am
I
really
so
worthless
that
you
wo
n't
even
do
me
the
favour
of
staying
a
little
bit
longer
?
"
"
You
misunderstand
me
,
"
said
K.
,
sitting
back
down
,
"
if
it
's
really
important
to
you
for
me
to
stay
here
then
I
'll
be
glad
to
do
so
,
I
have
plenty
of
time
,
I
came
here
thinking
there
would
be
a
trial
taking
place
.
All
I
meant
with
what
I
said
just
now
was
to
ask
you
not
to
do
anything
on
my
behalf
in
the
proceedings
against
me
.
But
even
that
is
nothing
for
you
to
worry
about
when
you
consider
that
there
's
nothing
hanging
on
the
outcome
of
this
trial
,
and
that
,
whatever
the
verdict
,
I
will
just
laugh
at
it
.
And
that
's
even
presupposing
it
ever
even
reaches
any
conclusion
,
which
I
very
much
doubt
.
I
think
it
's
much
more
likely
that
the
court
officials
will
be
too
lazy
,
too
forgetful
,
or
even
to
fearful
ever
to
continue
with
these
proceedings
and
that
they
will
soon
be
abandoned
if
they
have
n't
been
abandoned
already
.
It
's
even
possible
that
they
will
pretend
to
be
carrying
on
with
the
trial
in
the
hope
of
receiving
a
large
bribe
,
although
I
can
tell
you
now
that
that
will
be
quite
in
vain
as
I
pay
bribes
to
no-one
.
Perhaps
one
favour
you
could
do
me
would
be
to
tell
the
examining
judge
,
or
anyone
else
who
likes
to
spread
important
news
,
that
I
will
never
be
induced
to
pay
any
sort
of
bribe
through
any
stratagem
of
theirs
-
and
I
'm
sure
they
have
many
stratagems
at
their
disposal
.
There
is
no
prospect
of
that
,
you
can
tell
them
that
quite
openly
.
And
what
's
more
,
I
expect
they
have
already
noticed
themselves
,
or
even
if
they
have
n't
,
this
affair
is
really
not
so
important
to
me
as
they
think
.
Those
gentlemen
would
only
save
some
work
for
themselves
,
or
at
least
some
unpleasantness
for
me
,
which
,
however
,
I
am
glad
to
endure
if
I
know
that
each
piece
of
unpleasantness
for
me
is
a
blow
against
them
.
And
I
will
make
quite
sure
it
is
a
blow
against
them
.
Do
you
actually
know
the
judge
?
"
"
Course
I
do
,
"
said
the
woman
,
"
he
was
the
first
one
I
thought
of
when
I
offered
to
help
you
.
I
did
n't
know
he
's
only
a
minor
official
,
but
if
you
say
so
it
must
be
true
.
Mind
you
,
I
still
think
the
report
he
gives
to
his
superiors
must
have
some
influence
.
And
he
writes
so
many
reports
.
You
say
these
officials
are
lazy
,
but
they
're
certainly
not
all
lazy
,
especially
this
examining
judge
,
he
writes
ever
such
a
lot
.
Last
Sunday
,
for
instance
,
that
session
went
on
till
the
evening
.
Everyone
had
gone
,
but
the
examining
judge
,
he
stayed
in
the
hall
,
I
had
to
bring
him
a
lamp
in
,
all
I
had
was
a
little
kitchen
lamp
but
he
was
very
satisfied
with
it
and
started
to
write
straight
away
.
Meantime
my
husband
arrived
,
he
always
has
the
day
off
on
Sundays
,
we
got
the
furniture
back
in
and
got
our
room
sorted
out
and
then
a
few
of
the
neighbours
came
,
we
sat
and
talked
for
a
bit
by
a
candle
,
in
short
,
we
forgot
all
about
the
examining
judge
and
went
to
bed
.
All
of
a
sudden
in
the
night
,
it
must
have
been
quite
late
in
the
night
,
I
wakes
up
,
next
to
the
bed
,
there
's
the
examining
judge
shading
the
lamp
with
his
hand
so
that
there
's
no
light
from
it
falls
on
my
husband
,
he
did
n't
need
to
be
as
careful
as
that
,
the
way
my
husband
sleeps
the
light
would
n't
have
woken
him
up
anyway
.
I
was
quite
shocked
and
nearly
screamed
,
but
the
judge
was
very
friendly
,
warned
me
I
should
be
careful
,
he
whispered
to
me
he
's
been
writing
all
this
time
,
and
now
he
's
brought
me
the
lamp
back
,
and
he
'll
never
forget
how
I
looked
when
he
found
me
there
asleep
.
What
I
mean
,
with
all
this
,
I
just
wanted
to
tell
you
how
the
examining
judge
really
does
write
lots
of
reports
,
especially
about
you
as
questioning
you
was
definitely
one
of
the
main
things
on
the
agenda
that
Sunday
.
If
he
writes
reports
as
long
as
that
they
must
be
of
some
importance
.
And
besides
all
that
,
you
can
see
from
what
happened
that
the
examining
judge
is
after
me
,
and
it
's
right
now
,
when
he
's
first
begun
to
notice
me
,
that
I
can
have
a
lot
of
influence
on
him
.
And
I
've
got
other
proof
I
mean
a
lot
to
him
,
too
.
Yesterday
,
he
sent
that
student
to
me
,
the
one
he
really
trusts
and
who
he
works
with
,
he
sent
him
with
a
present
for
me
,
silk
stockings
.
He
said
it
was
because
I
clear
up
in
the
courtroom
but
that
's
only
a
pretence
,
that
job
's
no
more
than
what
I
'm
supposed
to
do
,
it
's
what
my
husband
gets
paid
for
.
Nice
stockings
,
they
are
,
look
,
"
-
she
stretched
out
her
leg
,
drew
her
skirt
up
to
her
knee
and
looked
,
herself
,
at
the
stocking
-
"
they
are
nice
stockings
,
but
they
're
too
good
for
me
,
really
.
"
She
suddenly
interrupted
herself
and
lay
her
hand
on
K.
's
as
if
she
wanted
to
calm
him
down
,
and
whispered
,
"
Be
quiet
,
Berthold
is
watching
us
.
"
K.
slowly
looked
up
.
In
the
doorway
to
the
courtroom
stood
a
young
man
,
he
was
short
,
his
legs
were
not
quite
straight
,
and
he
continually
moved
his
finger
round
in
a
short
,
thin
,
red
beard
with
which
he
hoped
to
make
himself
look
dignified
.
K.
looked
at
him
with
some
curiosity
,
he
was
the
first
student
he
had
ever
met
of
the
unfamiliar
discipline
of
jurisprudence
,
face
to
face
at
least
,
a
man
who
would
even
most
likely
attain
high
office
one
day
.
The
student
,
in
contrast
,
seemed
to
take
no
notice
of
K.
at
all
,
he
merely
withdrew
his
finger
from
his
beard
long
enough
to
beckon
to
the
woman
and
went
over
to
the
window
,
the
woman
leant
over
to
K.
and
whispered
,
"
Do
n't
be
cross
with
me
,
please
do
n't
,
and
please
do
n't
think
ill
of
me
either
,
I
've
got
to
go
to
him
now
,
to
this
horrible
man
,
just
look
at
his
bent
legs
.
But
I
'll
come
straight
back
and
then
I
'll
go
with
you
if
you
'll
take
me
,
I
'll
go
wherever
you
want
,
you
can
do
whatever
you
like
with
me
,
I
'll
be
happy
if
I
can
be
away
from
here
for
as
long
as
possible
,
it
'd
be
best
if
I
could
get
away
from
here
for
good
.
"
She
stroked
K.
's
hand
once
more
,
jumped
up
and
ran
over
to
the
window
.
Before
he
realised
it
,
K.
grasped
for
her
hand
but
failed
to
catch
it
.
He
really
was
attracted
to
the
woman
,
and
even
after
thinking
hard
about
it
could
find
no
good
reason
why
he
should
not
give
in
to
her
allure
.
It
briefly
crossed
his
mind
that
the
woman
meant
to
entrap
him
on
behalf
of
the
court
,
but
that
was
an
objection
he
had
no
difficulty
in
fending
off
.
In
what
way
could
she
entrap
him
?
Was
he
not
still
free
,
so
free
that
he
could
crush
the
entire
court
whenever
he
wanted
,
as
least
where
it
concerned
him
?
Could
he
not
have
that
much
confidence
in
himself
?
And
her
offer
of
help
sounded
sincere
,
and
maybe
it
was
n't
quite
worthless
.
And
maybe
there
was
no
better
revenge
against
the
examining
judge
and
his
cronies
than
to
take
this
woman
from
him
and
have
her
for
himself
.
Maybe
then
,
after
much
hard
work
writing
dishonest
reports
about
K.
,
the
judge
would
go
to
the
woman
's
bed
late
one
night
and
find
it
empty
.
And
it
would
be
empty
because
she
belonged
to
K.
,
because
this
woman
at
the
window
,
this
lush
,
supple
,
warm
body
in
its
sombre
clothes
of
rough
,
heavy
material
belonged
to
him
,
totally
to
him
and
to
him
alone
.
Once
he
had
settled
his
thoughts
towards
the
woman
in
this
way
,
he
began
to
find
the
quiet
conversation
at
the
window
was
taking
too
long
,
he
rapped
on
the
podium
with
his
knuckles
,
and
then
even
with
his
fist
.
The
student
briefly
looked
away
from
the
woman
to
glance
at
K.
over
his
shoulder
but
did
allow
himself
to
be
disturbed
,
in
fact
he
even
pressed
himself
close
to
the
woman
and
put
his
arms
around
her
.
She
dropped
her
head
down
low
as
if
listening
to
him
carefully
,
as
she
did
so
he
kissed
her
right
on
the
neck
,
hardly
even
interrupting
what
he
was
saying
.
K.
saw
this
as
confirmation
of
the
tyranny
the
student
held
over
the
woman
and
which
she
had
already
complained
about
,
he
stood
up
and
walked
up
and
down
the
room
.
Glancing
sideways
at
the
student
,
he
wondered
what
would
be
the
quickest
possible
way
to
get
rid
of
him
,
and
so
it
was
not
unwelcome
to
him
when
the
student
,
clearly
disturbed
by
K.
's
to-ing
and
fro-ing
which
K.
had
now
developed
into
a
stamping
up
and
down
,
said
to
him
,
"
You
do
n't
have
to
stay
here
,
you
know
,
if
you
're
getting
impatient
.
You
could
have
gone
earlier
,
no-one
would
have
missed
you
.
In
fact
you
should
have
gone
,
you
should
have
left
as
quickly
as
possible
as
soon
as
I
got
here
.
"
This
comment
could
have
caused
all
possible
rage
to
break
out
between
them
,
but
K.
also
bore
in
mind
that
this
was
a
prospective
court
official
speaking
to
a
disfavoured
defendant
,
and
he
might
well
have
been
taking
pride
in
speaking
in
this
way
.
K.
remained
standing
quite
close
to
him
and
said
with
a
smile
,
"
You
're
quite
right
,
I
am
impatient
,
but
the
easiest
way
to
settle
this
impatience
would
be
if
you
left
us
.
On
the
other
hand
,
if
you
've
come
here
to
study
-
you
are
a
student
,
I
hear
-
I
'll
be
quite
happy
to
leave
the
room
to
you
and
go
away
with
the
woman
.
I
'm
sure
you
'll
still
have
a
lot
of
study
to
do
before
you
're
made
into
a
judge
.
It
's
true
that
I
'm
still
not
all
that
familiar
with
your
branch
of
jurisprudence
but
I
take
it
it
involves
a
lot
more
than
speaking
roughly
-
and
I
see
you
have
no
shame
in
doing
that
extremely
well
.
"
"
He
should
n't
have
been
allowed
to
move
about
so
freely
,
"
said
the
student
,
as
if
he
wanted
to
give
the
woman
an
explanation
for
K.
's
insults
,
"
that
was
a
mistake
.
I
've
told
the
examining
judge
so
.
He
should
at
least
have
been
detained
in
his
room
between
hearings
.
Sometimes
it
's
impossible
to
understand
what
the
judge
thinks
he
's
doing
.
"
"
You
're
wasting
your
breath
,
"
said
K.
,
then
he
reached
his
hand
out
towards
the
woman
and
said
,
"
come
with
me
.
"
"
So
that
's
it
,
"
said
the
student
,
"
oh
no
,
you
're
not
going
to
get
her
,
"
and
with
a
strength
you
would
not
have
expected
from
him
,
he
glanced
tenderly
at
her
,
lifted
her
up
on
one
arm
and
,
his
back
bent
under
the
weight
,
ran
with
her
to
the
door
.
In
this
way
he
showed
,
unmistakeably
,
that
he
was
to
some
extent
afraid
of
K.
,
but
he
nonetheless
dared
to
provoke
him
still
further
by
stroking
and
squeezing
the
woman
's
arm
with
his
free
hand
.
K.
ran
the
few
steps
up
to
him
,
but
when
he
had
reached
him
and
was
about
to
take
hold
of
him
and
,
if
necessary
,
throttle
him
,
the
woman
said
,
"
It
's
no
good
,
it
's
the
examining
judge
who
's
sent
for
me
,
I
dare
n't
go
with
you
,
this
little
bastard
...
"
and
here
she
ran
her
hand
over
the
student
's
face
,
"
this
little
bastard
wo
n't
let
me
.
"
"
And
you
do
n't
want
to
be
set
free
!
"
shouted
K.
,
laying
his
hand
on
the
student
's
shoulder
,
who
then
snapped
at
it
with
his
teeth
.
"
No
!
"
shouted
the
woman
,
pushing
K.
away
with
both
hands
,
"
no
,
no
do
n't
do
that
,
what
d'you
think
you
're
doing
!?
That
'd
be
the
end
of
me
.
Let
go
of
him
,
please
just
let
go
of
him
.
He
's
only
carrying
out
the
judge
's
orders
,
he
's
carrying
me
to
him
.
"
"
Let
him
take
you
then
,
and
I
want
to
see
nothing
more
of
you
,
"
said
K.
,
enraged
by
his
disappointment
and
giving
the
student
a
thump
in
the
back
so
that
he
briefly
stumbled
and
then
,
glad
that
he
had
not
fallen
,
immediately
jumped
up
all
the
higher
with
his
burden
.
K.
followed
them
slowly
.
He
realised
that
this
was
the
first
unambiguous
setback
he
had
suffered
from
these
people
.
It
was
of
course
nothing
to
worry
about
,
he
accepted
the
setback
only
because
he
was
looking
for
a
fight
.
If
he
stayed
at
home
and
carried
on
with
his
normal
life
he
would
be
a
thousand
times
superior
to
these
people
and
could
get
any
of
them
out
of
his
way
just
with
a
kick
.
And
he
imagined
the
most
laughable
scene
possible
as
an
example
of
this
,
if
this
contemptible
student
,
this
inflated
child
,
this
knock-kneed
redbeard
,
if
he
were
kneeling
at
Elsa
's
bed
wringing
his
hands
and
begging
for
forgiveness
.
K.
so
enjoyed
imagining
this
scene
that
he
decided
to
take
the
student
along
to
Elsa
with
him
if
ever
he
should
get
the
opportunity
.
