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It
was
very
touching
,
and
even
the
theatre
tickets
,
which
he
would
regularly
send
her
from
then
on
,
would
not
be
enough
to
repay
her
,
but
he
really
did
not
feel
,
now
,
that
it
was
right
for
him
to
visit
her
in
her
lodgings
and
hold
conversations
with
a
little
,
eighteen
year
old
schoolgirl
.
"
And
what
do
you
have
to
say
about
that
?
"
asked
his
uncle
,
who
had
forgotten
all
his
rush
and
excitement
as
he
read
the
letter
,
and
seemed
to
be
about
to
read
it
again
.
"
Yes
,
Uncle
,
"
said
K.
,
"
it
is
true
.
"
"
True
!
"
called
out
his
uncle
.
"
What
is
true
?
How
can
this
be
true
?
What
sort
of
trial
is
it
?
Not
a
criminal
trial
,
I
hope
?
"
"
It
's
a
criminal
trial
,
"
answered
K.
"
And
you
sit
quietly
here
while
you
've
got
a
criminal
trial
round
your
neck
?
"
shouted
his
uncle
,
getting
ever
louder
.
"
The
more
calm
I
am
,
the
better
it
will
be
for
the
outcome
,
"
said
K.
in
a
tired
voice
,
"
do
n't
worry
.
"
"
How
can
I
help
worrying
?!
"
shouted
his
uncle
,
"
Josef
,
my
Dear
Josef
,
think
about
yourself
,
about
your
family
,
think
about
our
good
name
!
Up
till
now
,
you
've
always
been
our
pride
,
do
n't
now
become
our
disgrace
.
I
do
n't
like
the
way
you
're
behaving
,
"
he
said
,
looking
at
K.
with
his
head
at
an
angle
,
"
that
's
not
how
an
innocent
man
behaves
when
he
's
accused
of
something
,
not
if
he
's
still
got
any
strength
in
him
.
Just
tell
me
what
it
's
all
about
so
that
I
can
help
you
.
It
's
something
to
do
with
the
bank
,
I
take
it
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
K.
as
he
stood
up
,
"
and
you
're
speaking
too
loud
,
Uncle
,
I
expect
one
of
the
staff
is
listening
at
the
door
and
I
find
that
rather
unpleasant
.
It
's
best
if
we
go
somewhere
else
,
then
I
can
answer
all
your
questions
,
as
far
as
I
can
.
And
I
know
very
well
that
I
have
to
account
to
the
family
for
what
I
do
.
"
"
You
certainly
do
!
"
his
uncle
shouted
,
"
Quite
right
,
you
do
.
Now
just
get
a
move
on
,
Josef
,
hurry
up
now
!
"
"
I
still
have
a
few
documents
I
need
to
prepare
,
"
said
K.
,
and
,
using
the
intercom
,
he
summoned
his
deputy
who
entered
a
few
moments
later
.
K.
's
uncle
,
still
angry
and
excited
,
gestured
with
his
hand
to
show
that
K.
had
summoned
him
,
even
though
there
was
no
need
whatever
to
do
so
.
K.
stood
in
front
of
the
desk
and
explained
to
the
young
man
,
who
listened
calm
and
attentive
,
what
would
need
to
be
done
that
day
in
his
absence
,
speaking
in
a
calm
voice
and
making
use
of
various
documents
.
The
presence
of
K.
's
uncle
while
this
was
going
on
was
quite
disturbing
;
he
did
not
listen
to
what
was
being
said
,
but
at
first
he
stood
there
with
eyes
wide
open
and
nervously
biting
his
lips
.
Then
he
began
to
walk
up
and
down
the
room
,
stopped
now
and
then
at
the
window
,
or
stood
in
front
of
a
picture
always
making
various
exclamations
such
as
,
"
That
is
totally
incomprehensible
to
me
!
"
or
"
Now
just
tell
me
,
what
are
you
supposed
to
make
of
that
?!
"
The
young
man
pretended
to
notice
nothing
of
this
and
listened
to
K.
's
instructions
through
to
the
end
,
he
made
a
few
notes
,
bowed
to
both
K.
and
his
uncle
and
then
left
the
room
.
K.
's
uncle
had
turned
his
back
to
him
and
was
looking
out
the
window
,
bunching
up
the
curtains
with
his
outstretched
hands
.
The
door
had
hardly
closed
when
he
called
out
,
"
At
last
!
Now
that
he
's
stopped
jumping
about
we
can
go
too
!
"
Once
they
were
in
the
front
hall
of
the
bank
,
where
several
members
of
staff
were
standing
about
and
where
,
just
then
,
the
deputy
director
was
walking
across
,
there
was
unfortunately
no
way
of
stopping
K.
's
uncle
from
continually
asking
questions
about
the
trial
.
"
Now
then
,
Josef
,
"
he
began
,
lightly
acknowledging
the
bows
from
those
around
them
as
they
passed
,
"
tell
me
everything
about
this
trial
;
what
sort
of
trial
is
it
?
"
K.
made
a
few
comments
which
conveyed
little
information
,
even
laughed
a
little
,
and
it
was
only
when
they
reached
the
front
steps
that
he
explained
to
his
uncle
that
he
had
not
wanted
to
talk
openly
in
front
of
those
people
.
"
Quite
right
,
"
said
his
uncle
,
"
but
now
start
talking
.
"
With
his
head
to
one
side
,
and
smoking
his
cigar
in
short
,
impatient
draughts
,
he
listened
.
"
First
of
all
,
Uncle
,
"
said
K.
,
"
it
's
not
a
trial
like
you
'd
have
in
a
normal
courtroom
.
"
"
So
much
the
worse
,
"
said
his
uncle
.
"
How
's
that
?
"
asked
K.
,
looking
at
him
.
"
What
I
mean
is
,
that
's
for
the
worse
,
"
he
repeated
.
They
were
standing
on
the
front
steps
of
the
bank
;
as
the
doorkeeper
seemed
to
be
listening
to
what
they
were
saying
K.
drew
his
uncle
down
further
,
where
they
were
absorbed
into
the
bustle
of
the
street
.
His
uncle
took
K.
's
arm
and
stopped
asking
questions
with
such
urgency
about
the
trial
,
they
walked
on
for
a
while
in
silence
.
"
But
how
did
all
this
come
about
?
"
he
eventually
asked
,
stopping
abruptly
enough
to
startle
the
people
walking
behind
,
who
had
to
avoid
walking
into
him
.
"
Things
like
this
do
n't
come
all
of
a
sudden
,
they
start
developing
a
long
time
beforehand
,
there
must
have
been
warning
signs
of
it
,
why
did
n't
you
write
to
me
?
You
know
I
'd
do
anything
for
you
,
to
some
extent
I
am
still
your
guardian
,
and
until
today
that
's
something
I
was
proud
of
.
I
'll
still
help
you
,
of
course
I
will
,
only
now
,
now
that
the
trial
is
already
underway
,
it
makes
it
very
difficult
.
But
whatever
;
the
best
thing
now
is
for
you
to
take
a
short
holiday
staying
with
us
in
the
country
.
You
've
lost
weight
,
I
can
see
that
now
.
The
country
life
will
give
you
strength
,
that
will
be
good
,
there
's
bound
to
be
a
lot
of
hard
work
ahead
of
you
.
But
besides
that
it
'll
be
a
way
of
getting
you
away
from
the
court
,
to
some
extent
.
Here
they
've
got
every
means
of
showing
the
powers
at
their
disposal
and
they
're
automatically
bound
to
use
them
against
you
;
in
the
country
they
'll
either
have
to
delegate
authority
to
different
bodies
or
just
have
to
try
and
bother
you
by
letter
,
telegram
or
telephone
.
And
that
's
bound
to
weaken
the
effect
,
it
wo
n't
release
you
from
them
but
it
'll
give
you
room
to
breathe
.
"
"
You
could
forbid
me
to
leave
,
"
said
K.
,
who
had
been
drawn
slightly
into
his
uncle
's
way
of
thinking
by
what
he
had
been
saying
.
"
I
did
n't
think
you
would
do
it
,
"
said
his
uncle
thoughtfully
,
"
you
wo
n't
suffer
too
much
loss
of
power
by
moving
away
.
"
K.
grasped
his
uncle
under
the
arm
to
prevent
him
stopping
still
and
said
,
"
I
thought
you
'd
think
all
this
is
less
important
than
I
do
,
and
now
you
're
taking
it
so
hard
.
"
"
Josef
,
"
called
his
uncle
trying
to
disentangle
himself
from
him
so
that
he
could
stop
walking
,
but
K.
did
not
let
go
,
"
you
've
completely
changed
,
you
used
to
be
so
astute
,
are
you
losing
it
now
?
Do
you
want
to
lose
the
trial
?
Do
you
realise
what
that
would
mean
?
That
would
mean
you
would
be
simply
destroyed
.
And
that
everyone
you
know
would
be
pulled
down
with
you
or
at
the
very
least
humiliated
,
disgraced
right
down
to
the
ground
.
Josef
,
pull
yourself
together
.
The
way
you
're
so
indifferent
about
it
,
it
's
driving
me
mad
.
Looking
at
you
I
can
almost
believe
that
old
saying
:
"
Having
a
trial
like
that
means
losing
a
trial
like
that
"
.
"
"
My
dear
Uncle
,
"
said
K.
,
"
it
wo
n't
do
any
good
to
get
excited
,
it
's
no
good
for
you
to
do
it
and
it
'd
be
no
good
for
me
to
do
it
.
The
case
wo
n't
be
won
by
getting
excited
,
and
please
admit
that
my
practical
experience
counts
for
something
,
just
as
I
have
always
and
still
do
respect
your
experience
,
even
when
it
surprises
me
.
You
say
that
the
family
will
also
be
affected
by
this
trial
;
I
really
ca
n't
see
how
,
but
that
's
beside
the
point
and
I
'm
quite
willing
to
follow
your
instructions
in
all
of
this
.
Only
,
I
do
n't
see
any
advantage
in
staying
in
the
country
,
not
even
for
you
,
as
that
would
indicate
flight
and
a
sense
of
guilt
.
And
besides
,
although
I
am
more
subject
to
persecution
if
I
stay
in
the
city
I
can
also
press
the
matter
forward
better
here
.
"
"
You
're
right
,
"
said
his
uncle
in
a
tone
that
seemed
to
indicate
they
were
finally
coming
closer
to
each
other
,
"
I
just
made
the
suggestion
because
,
as
I
saw
it
,
if
you
stay
in
the
city
the
case
will
be
put
in
danger
by
your
indifference
to
it
,
and
I
thought
it
was
better
if
I
did
the
work
for
you
.
But
will
you
push
things
forward
yourself
with
all
your
strength
,
if
so
,
that
will
naturally
be
far
better
.
"
"
We
're
agreed
then
,
"
said
K.
"
And
do
you
have
any
suggestions
for
what
I
should
do
next
?
"
"
Well
,
naturally
I
'll
have
to
think
about
it
,
"
said
his
uncle
,
"
you
must
bear
in
mind
that
I
've
been
living
in
the
country
for
twenty
years
now
,
almost
without
a
break
,
you
lose
your
ability
to
deal
with
matters
like
this
.
But
I
do
have
some
important
connections
with
several
people
who
,
I
expect
,
know
their
way
around
these
things
better
than
I
do
,
and
to
contact
them
is
a
matter
of
course
.
Out
there
in
the
country
I
've
been
getting
out
of
condition
,
I
'm
sure
you
're
already
aware
of
that
.
It
's
only
at
times
like
this
that
you
notice
it
yourself
.
And
this
affair
of
yours
came
largely
unexpected
,
although
,
oddly
enough
,
I
had
expected
something
of
the
sort
after
I
'd
read
Erna
's
letter
,
and
today
when
I
saw
your
face
I
knew
it
with
almost
total
certainty
.
But
all
that
is
by
the
by
,
the
important
thing
now
is
,
we
have
no
time
to
lose
.
"
Even
while
he
was
still
speaking
,
K.
's
uncle
had
stood
on
tiptoe
to
summon
a
taxi
and
now
he
pulled
K.
into
the
car
behind
himself
as
he
called
out
an
address
to
the
driver
.
"
We
're
going
now
to
see
Dr.
Huld
,
the
lawyer
,
"
he
said
,
"
we
were
at
school
together
.
I
'm
sure
you
know
the
name
,
do
n't
you
?
No
?
Well
that
is
odd
.
He
's
got
a
very
good
reputation
as
a
defence
barrister
and
for
working
with
the
poor
.
But
I
esteem
him
especially
as
someone
you
can
trust
.
"
"
It
's
alright
with
me
,
whatever
you
do
,
"
said
K.
,
although
he
was
made
uneasy
by
the
rushed
and
urgent
way
his
uncle
was
dealing
with
the
matter
.
It
was
not
very
encouraging
,
as
the
accused
,
be
to
taken
to
a
lawyer
for
poor
people
.
"
I
did
n't
know
,
"
he
said
,
"
that
you
could
take
on
a
lawyer
in
matters
like
this
.
"
"
Well
of
course
you
can
,
"
said
his
uncle
,
"
that
goes
without
saying
.
Why
would
n't
you
take
on
a
lawyer
?
And
now
,
so
that
I
'm
properly
instructed
in
this
matter
,
tell
me
what
's
been
happening
so
far
.
"
K.
instantly
began
telling
his
uncle
about
what
had
been
happening
,
holding
nothing
back
-
being
completely
open
with
him
was
the
only
way
that
K.
could
protest
at
his
uncle
's
belief
that
the
trial
was
a
great
disgrace
.
He
mentioned
Miss
Bürstner
's
name
just
once
and
in
passing
,
but
that
did
nothing
to
diminish
his
openness
about
the
trial
as
Miss
Bürstner
had
no
connection
with
it
.
As
he
spoke
,
he
looked
out
the
window
and
saw
how
,
just
then
,
they
were
getting
closer
to
the
suburb
where
the
court
offices
were
.
He
drew
this
to
his
uncle
's
attention
,
but
he
did
not
find
the
coincidence
especially
remarkable
.
The
taxi
stopped
in
front
of
a
dark
building
.
K.
's
uncle
knocked
at
the
very
first
door
at
ground
level
;
while
they
waited
he
smiled
,
showing
his
big
teeth
,
and
whispered
,
"
Eight
o'clock
;
not
the
usual
sort
of
time
to
be
visiting
a
lawyer
,
but
Huld
wo
n't
mind
it
from
me
.
"
Two
large
,
black
eyes
appeared
in
the
spy-hatch
in
the
door
,
they
stared
at
the
two
visitors
for
a
while
and
then
disappeared
;
the
door
,
however
,
did
not
open
.
K.
and
his
uncle
confirmed
to
each
other
the
fact
that
they
had
seen
the
two
eyes
.
"
A
new
maid
,
afraid
of
strangers
,
"
said
K.
's
uncle
,
and
knocked
again
.
The
eyes
appeared
once
more
.
This
time
they
seemed
almost
sad
,
but
the
open
gas
flame
that
burned
with
a
hiss
close
above
their
heads
gave
off
little
light
and
that
may
have
merely
created
an
illusion
.
"
Open
the
door
,
"
called
K.
's
uncle
,
raising
his
fist
against
it
,
"
we
are
friends
of
Dr.
Huld
,
the
lawyer
!
"
"
Dr.
Huld
is
ill
,
"
whispered
someone
behind
them
.
In
a
doorway
at
the
far
end
of
a
narrow
passage
stood
a
man
in
his
dressing
gown
,
giving
them
this
information
in
an
extremely
quiet
voice
.
K.
's
uncle
,
who
had
already
been
made
very
angry
by
the
long
wait
,
turned
abruptly
round
and
retorted
,
"
Ill
?
You
say
he
's
ill
?
"
and
strode
towards
the
gentleman
in
a
way
that
seemed
almost
threatening
,
as
if
he
were
the
illness
himself
.
"
They
've
opened
the
door
for
you
,
now
,
"
said
the
gentleman
,
pointing
at
the
door
of
the
lawyer
.
He
pulled
his
dressing
gown
together
and
disappeared
.
The
door
had
indeed
been
opened
,
a
young
girl
-
K.
recognised
the
dark
,
slightly
bulging
eyes
-
stood
in
the
hallway
in
a
long
white
apron
,
holding
a
candle
in
her
hand
.
"
Next
time
,
open
up
sooner
!
"
said
K.
's
uncle
instead
of
a
greeting
,
while
the
girl
made
a
slight
curtsey
.
"
Come
along
,
Josef
,
"
he
then
said
to
K.
who
was
slowly
moving
over
towards
the
girl
.
"
Dr.
Huld
is
unwell
,
"
said
the
girl
as
K.
's
uncle
,
without
stopping
,
rushed
towards
one
of
the
doors
.
K.
continued
to
look
at
the
girl
in
amazement
as
she
turned
round
to
block
the
way
into
the
living
room
,
she
had
a
round
face
like
a
puppy
's
,
not
only
the
pale
cheeks
and
the
chin
were
round
but
the
temples
and
the
hairline
were
too
.
"
Josef
!
"
called
his
uncle
once
more
,
and
he
asked
the
girl
,
"
It
's
trouble
with
his
heart
,
is
it
?
"
"
I
think
it
is
,
sir
,
"
said
the
girl
,
who
by
now
had
found
time
to
go
ahead
with
the
candle
and
open
the
door
into
the
room
.
In
one
corner
of
the
room
,
where
the
light
of
the
candle
did
not
reach
,
a
face
with
a
long
beard
looked
up
from
the
bed
.
"
Leni
,
who
's
this
coming
in
?
"
asked
the
lawyer
,
unable
to
recognise
his
guests
because
he
was
dazzled
by
the
candle
.
"
It
's
your
old
friend
,
Albert
,
"
said
K.
's
uncle
.
"
Oh
,
Albert
,
"
said
the
lawyer
,
falling
back
onto
his
pillow
as
if
this
visit
meant
he
would
not
need
to
keep
up
appearances
.
"
Is
it
really
as
bad
as
that
?
"
asked
K.
's
uncle
,
sitting
on
the
edge
of
the
bed
.
"
I
do
n't
believe
it
is
.
It
's
a
recurrence
of
your
heart
trouble
and
it
'll
pass
over
like
the
other
times
.
"
"
Maybe
,
"
said
the
lawyer
quietly
,
"
but
it
's
just
as
much
trouble
as
it
's
ever
been
.
I
can
hardly
breathe
,
I
ca
n't
sleep
at
all
and
I
'm
getting
weaker
by
the
day
.
"
"
I
see
,
"
said
K.
's
uncle
,
pressing
his
panama
hat
firmly
against
his
knee
with
his
big
hand
.
"
That
is
bad
news
.
But
are
you
getting
the
right
sort
of
care
?
And
it
's
so
depressing
in
here
,
it
's
so
dark
.
It
's
a
long
time
since
I
was
last
here
,
but
it
seemed
to
me
friendlier
then
.
Even
your
young
lady
here
does
n't
seem
to
have
much
life
in
her
,
unless
she
's
just
pretending
.
"
The
maid
was
still
standing
by
the
door
with
the
candle
;
as
far
as
could
be
made
out
,
she
was
watching
K.
more
than
she
was
watching
his
uncle
even
while
the
latter
was
still
speaking
about
her
.
K.
leant
against
a
chair
that
he
had
pushed
near
to
the
girl
.
"
When
you
're
as
ill
as
I
am
,
"
said
the
lawyer
,
"
you
need
to
have
peace
.
I
do
n't
find
it
depressing
.
"
After
a
short
pause
he
added
,
"
and
Leni
looks
after
me
well
,
she
's
a
good
girl
.
"
But
that
was
not
enough
to
persuade
K.
's
uncle
,
he
had
visibly
taken
against
his
friend
's
carer
and
,
even
though
he
did
not
contradict
the
invalid
,
he
persecuted
her
with
his
scowl
as
she
went
over
to
the
bed
,
put
the
candle
on
the
bedside
table
and
,
leaning
over
the
bed
,
made
a
fuss
of
him
by
tidying
the
pillows
.
K.
's
uncle
nearly
forgot
the
need
to
show
any
consideration
for
the
man
who
lay
ill
in
bed
,
he
stood
up
,
walked
up
and
down
behind
the
carer
,
and
K.
would
not
have
been
surprised
if
he
had
grabbed
hold
of
her
skirts
behind
her
and
dragged
her
away
from
the
bed
.
K.
