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He
was
especially
impressed
by
a
large
picture
hanging
to
the
right
of
the
door
,
he
leant
forward
in
order
to
see
it
better
.
It
depicted
a
man
wearing
a
judge
's
robes
;
he
was
sitting
on
a
lofty
throne
gilded
in
a
way
that
shone
forth
from
the
picture
.
The
odd
thing
about
the
picture
was
that
this
judge
was
not
sitting
there
in
dignified
calm
but
had
his
left
arm
pressed
against
the
back
and
armrest
,
his
right
arm
,
however
,
was
completely
free
and
only
grasped
the
armrest
with
his
hand
,
as
if
about
to
jump
up
any
moment
in
vigorous
outrage
and
make
some
decisive
comment
or
even
to
pass
sentence
.
The
accused
was
probably
meant
to
be
imagined
at
the
foot
of
the
steps
,
the
top
one
of
which
could
be
seen
in
the
picture
,
covered
with
a
yellow
carpet
.
"
That
might
be
my
judge
,
"
said
K.
,
pointing
to
the
picture
with
one
finger
.
"
I
know
him
,
"
said
Leni
looking
up
at
the
picture
,
"
he
comes
here
quite
often
.
That
picture
is
from
when
he
was
young
,
but
he
can
never
have
looked
anything
like
it
,
as
he
's
tiny
,
minute
almost
.
But
despite
that
,
he
had
himself
made
to
look
bigger
in
the
picture
as
he
's
madly
vain
,
just
like
everyone
round
here
.
But
even
I
'm
vain
and
that
makes
me
very
unhappy
that
you
do
n't
like
me
.
"
K.
replied
to
that
last
comment
merely
by
embracing
Leni
and
drawing
her
towards
him
,
she
lay
her
head
quietly
on
his
shoulder
.
To
the
rest
of
it
,
though
,
he
said
,
"
What
rank
is
he
?
"
"
He
's
an
examining
judge
,
"
she
said
,
taking
hold
of
the
hand
with
which
K.
held
her
and
playing
with
his
fingers
.
"
Just
an
examining
judge
once
again
,
"
said
K.
in
disappointment
,
"
the
senior
officials
keep
themselves
hidden
.
But
here
he
is
sitting
on
a
throne
.
"
"
That
's
all
just
made
up
,
"
said
Leni
with
her
face
bent
over
K.
's
hand
,
"
really
he
's
sitting
on
a
kitchen
chair
with
an
old
horse
blanket
folded
over
it
.
But
do
you
have
to
be
always
thinking
about
your
trial
?
"
she
added
slowly
.
"
No
,
not
at
all
,
"
said
K.
,
"
I
probably
even
think
too
little
about
it
.
"
"
That
's
not
the
mistake
you
're
making
,
"
said
Leni
,
"
you
're
too
unyielding
,
that
's
what
I
've
heard
.
"
"
Who
said
that
?
"
asked
K.
,
he
felt
her
body
against
his
chest
and
looked
down
on
her
rich
,
dark
,
tightly-bound
hair
.
"
I
'd
be
saying
too
much
if
I
told
you
that
,
"
answered
Leni
.
"
Please
do
n't
ask
for
names
,
but
do
stop
making
these
mistakes
of
yours
,
stop
being
so
unyielding
,
there
's
nothing
you
can
do
to
defend
yourself
from
this
court
,
you
have
to
confess
.
So
confess
to
them
as
soon
as
you
get
the
chance
.
It
's
only
then
that
they
give
you
the
chance
to
get
away
,
not
till
then
.
Only
,
without
help
from
outside
even
that
's
impossible
,
but
you
need
n't
worry
about
getting
this
help
as
I
want
to
help
you
myself
.
"
"
You
understand
a
lot
about
this
court
and
what
sort
of
tricks
are
needed
,
"
said
K.
as
he
lifted
her
,
since
she
was
pressing
in
much
too
close
to
him
,
onto
his
lap
.
"
That
's
alright
,
then
,
"
she
said
,
and
made
herself
comfortable
on
his
lap
by
smoothing
out
her
skirt
and
adjusting
her
blouse
.
Then
she
hung
both
her
arms
around
his
neck
,
leant
back
and
took
a
long
look
at
him
.
"
And
what
if
I
do
n't
confess
,
could
you
not
help
me
then
?
"
asked
K.
to
test
her
out
.
I
'm
accumulating
women
to
help
me
,
he
thought
to
himself
almost
in
amazement
,
first
Miss
Bürstner
,
then
the
court
usher
's
wife
,
and
now
this
little
care
assistant
who
seems
to
have
some
incomprehensible
need
for
me
.
The
way
she
sits
on
my
lap
as
if
it
were
her
proper
place
!
"
No
,
"
answered
Leni
,
slowly
shaking
her
head
,
"
I
could
n't
help
you
then
.
But
you
do
n't
want
my
help
anyway
,
it
means
nothing
to
you
,
you
're
too
stubborn
and
wo
n't
be
persuaded
.
"
Then
,
after
a
while
she
asked
,
"
Do
you
have
a
lover
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
K.
"
Oh
,
you
must
have
,
"
she
said
.
"
Well
,
I
have
really
,
"
said
K.
"
Just
think
,
I
've
even
betrayed
her
while
I
'm
carrying
her
photograph
with
me
.
"
Leni
insisted
he
show
her
a
photograph
of
Elsa
,
and
then
,
hunched
on
his
lap
,
studied
the
picture
closely
.
The
photograph
was
not
one
that
had
been
taken
while
Elsa
was
posing
for
it
,
it
showed
her
just
after
she
had
been
in
a
wild
dance
such
as
she
liked
to
do
in
wine
bars
,
her
skirt
was
still
flung
out
as
she
span
round
,
she
had
placed
her
hands
on
her
firm
hips
and
,
with
her
neck
held
taut
,
looked
to
one
side
with
a
laugh
;
you
could
not
see
from
the
picture
whom
her
laugh
was
intended
for
.
"
She
's
very
tightly
laced
,
"
said
Leni
,
pointing
to
the
place
where
she
thought
this
could
be
seen
.
"
I
do
n't
like
her
,
she
's
clumsy
and
crude
.
But
maybe
she
's
gentle
and
friendly
towards
you
,
that
's
the
impression
you
get
from
the
picture
.
Big
,
strong
girls
like
that
often
do
n't
know
how
to
be
anything
but
gentle
and
friendly
.
Would
she
be
capable
of
sacrificing
herself
for
you
,
though
?
"
"
No
,
"
said
K.
,
"
she
is
n't
gentle
or
friendly
,
and
nor
would
she
be
capable
of
sacrificing
herself
for
me
.
But
I
've
never
yet
asked
any
of
those
things
of
her
.
I
've
never
looked
at
this
picture
as
closely
as
you
.
"
"
You
ca
n't
think
much
of
her
,
then
,
"
said
Leni
.
"
She
ca
n't
be
your
lover
after
all
.
"
"
Yes
she
is
,
"
said
K.
,
"
I
'm
not
going
to
take
my
word
back
on
that
.
"
"
Well
she
might
be
your
lover
now
,
then
,
"
said
Leni
,
"
but
you
would
n't
miss
her
much
if
you
lost
her
or
if
you
exchanged
her
for
somebody
else
,
me
for
instance
.
"
"
That
is
certainly
conceivable
,
"
said
K.
with
a
smile
,
"
but
she
does
have
one
major
advantage
over
you
,
she
knows
nothing
about
my
trial
,
and
even
if
she
did
she
would
n't
think
about
it
.
She
would
n't
try
to
persuade
me
to
be
less
unyielding
.
"
"
Well
that
's
no
advantage
,
"
said
Leni
.
"
If
she
's
got
no
advantage
other
than
that
,
I
can
keep
on
hoping
.
Has
she
got
any
bodily
defects
?
"
"
'
Bodily
defects
'
?
"
asked
K.
"
Yeah
,
"
said
Leni
,
"
as
I
do
have
a
bodily
defect
,
just
a
little
one
.
Look
.
"
She
spread
the
middle
and
ring
fingers
of
her
right
hand
apart
from
each
other
.
Between
those
fingers
the
flap
of
skin
connecting
them
reached
up
almost
as
far
as
the
top
joint
of
the
little
finger
.
In
the
darkness
,
K.
did
not
see
at
first
what
it
was
she
wanted
to
show
him
,
so
she
led
his
hand
to
it
so
that
he
could
feel
.
"
What
a
freak
of
nature
,
"
said
K.
,
and
when
he
had
taken
a
look
at
the
whole
hand
he
added
,
"
What
a
pretty
claw
!
"
Leni
looked
on
with
a
kind
of
pride
as
K.
repeatedly
opened
and
closed
her
two
fingers
in
amazement
,
until
,
finally
,
he
briefly
kissed
them
and
let
go
.
"
Oh
!
"
she
immediately
exclaimed
,
"
you
kissed
me
!
"
Hurriedly
,
and
with
her
mouth
open
,
she
clambered
up
K.
's
lap
with
her
knees
.
He
was
almost
aghast
as
he
looked
up
at
her
,
now
that
she
was
so
close
to
him
there
was
a
bitter
,
irritating
smell
from
her
,
like
pepper
,
she
grasped
his
head
,
leant
out
over
him
,
and
bit
and
kissed
his
neck
,
even
biting
into
his
hair
.
"
I
've
taken
her
place
!
"
she
exclaimed
from
time
to
time
.
"
Just
look
,
now
you
've
taken
me
instead
of
her
!
"
Just
then
,
her
knee
slipped
out
and
,
with
a
little
cry
,
she
nearly
fell
down
onto
the
carpet
,
K.
tried
to
hold
her
by
putting
his
arms
around
her
and
was
pulled
down
with
her
.
"
Now
you
're
mine
,
"
she
said
.
Her
last
words
to
him
as
he
left
were
,
"
Here
's
the
key
to
the
door
,
come
whenever
you
want
"
,
and
she
planted
an
undirected
kiss
on
his
back
.
When
he
stepped
out
the
front
door
there
was
a
light
rain
falling
,
he
was
about
to
go
to
the
middle
of
the
street
to
see
if
he
could
still
glimpse
Leni
at
the
window
when
K.
's
uncle
leapt
out
of
a
car
that
K.
,
thinking
of
other
things
,
had
not
seen
waiting
outside
the
building
.
He
took
hold
of
K.
by
both
arms
and
shoved
him
against
the
door
as
if
he
wanted
to
nail
him
to
it
.
"
Young
man
,
"
he
shouted
,
"
how
could
you
do
a
thing
like
that
?!
Things
were
going
well
with
this
business
of
yours
,
now
you
've
caused
it
terrible
damage
.
You
slip
off
with
some
dirty
,
little
thing
who
,
moreover
,
is
obviously
the
lawyer
's
beloved
,
and
stay
away
for
hours
.
You
do
n't
even
try
to
find
an
excuse
,
do
n't
try
to
hide
anything
,
no
,
you
're
quite
open
about
it
,
you
run
off
with
her
and
stay
there
.
And
meanwhile
we
're
sitting
there
,
your
uncle
who
's
going
to
such
effort
for
you
,
the
lawyer
who
needs
to
be
won
over
to
your
side
,
and
above
all
the
office
director
,
a
very
important
gentleman
who
is
in
direct
command
of
your
affair
in
its
present
stage
.
We
wanted
to
discuss
how
best
to
help
you
,
I
had
to
handle
the
lawyer
very
carefully
,
he
had
to
handle
the
office
director
carefully
,
and
you
had
most
reason
of
all
to
at
least
give
me
some
support
.
Instead
of
which
you
stay
away
.
Eventually
we
could
n't
keep
up
the
pretence
any
longer
,
but
these
are
polite
and
highly
capable
men
,
they
did
n't
say
anything
about
it
so
as
to
spare
my
feelings
but
in
the
end
not
even
they
could
continue
to
force
themselves
and
,
as
they
could
n't
speak
about
the
matter
in
hand
,
they
became
silent
.
We
sat
there
for
several
minutes
,
listening
to
see
whether
you
would
n't
finally
come
back
.
All
in
vain
.
In
the
end
the
office
director
stood
up
,
as
he
had
stayed
far
longer
than
he
had
originally
intended
,
made
his
farewell
,
looked
at
me
in
sympathy
without
being
able
to
help
,
he
waited
at
the
door
for
a
long
time
although
it
's
more
than
I
can
understand
why
he
was
being
so
good
,
and
then
he
went
.
I
,
of
course
,
was
glad
he
'd
gone
,
I
'd
been
holding
my
breath
all
this
time
.
All
this
had
even
more
affect
on
the
lawyer
lying
there
ill
,
when
I
took
my
leave
of
him
,
the
good
man
,
he
was
quite
unable
to
speak
You
have
probably
contributed
to
his
total
collapse
and
so
brought
the
very
man
who
you
are
dependent
on
closer
to
his
death
.
And
me
,
your
own
uncle
,
you
leave
me
here
in
the
rain
-
just
feel
this
,
I
'm
wet
right
through
-
waiting
here
for
hours
,
sick
with
worry
.
"
One
winter
morning
-
snow
was
falling
in
the
dull
light
outside
-
K.
was
sitting
in
his
office
,
already
extremely
tired
despite
the
early
hour
.
He
had
told
the
servitor
he
was
engaged
in
a
major
piece
of
work
and
none
of
the
junior
staff
should
be
allowed
in
to
see
him
,
so
he
would
not
be
disturbed
by
them
at
least
.
But
instead
of
working
he
turned
round
in
his
chair
,
slowly
moved
various
items
around
his
desk
,
but
then
,
without
being
aware
of
it
,
he
lay
his
arm
stretched
out
on
the
desk
top
and
sat
there
immobile
with
his
head
sunk
down
on
his
chest
.
He
was
no
longer
able
to
get
the
thought
of
the
trial
out
of
his
head
.
He
had
often
wondered
whether
it
might
not
be
a
good
idea
to
work
out
a
written
defence
and
hand
it
in
to
the
court
.
It
would
contain
a
short
description
of
his
life
and
explain
why
he
had
acted
the
way
he
had
at
each
event
that
was
in
any
way
important
,
whether
he
now
considered
he
had
acted
well
or
ill
,
and
his
reasons
for
each
.
There
was
no
doubt
of
the
advantages
a
written
defence
of
this
sort
would
have
over
relying
on
the
lawyer
,
who
was
anyway
not
without
his
shortcomings
.
K.
had
no
idea
what
actions
the
lawyer
was
taking
;
it
was
certainly
not
a
lot
,
it
was
more
than
a
month
since
the
lawyer
had
summoned
him
,
and
none
of
the
previous
discussions
had
given
K.
the
impression
that
this
man
would
be
able
to
do
much
for
him
.
Most
importantly
,
he
had
asked
him
hardly
any
questions
.
And
there
were
so
many
questions
here
to
be
asked
.
Asking
questions
were
the
most
important
thing
.
K.
had
the
feeling
that
he
would
be
able
to
ask
all
the
questions
needed
here
himself
.
The
lawyer
,
in
contrast
,
did
not
ask
questions
but
did
all
the
talking
himself
or
sat
silently
facing
him
,
leant
forward
slightly
over
the
desk
,
probably
because
he
was
hard
of
hearing
,
pulled
on
a
strand
of
hair
in
the
middle
of
his
beard
and
looked
down
at
the
carpet
,
perhaps
at
the
very
spot
where
K.
had
lain
with
Leni
.
Now
and
then
he
would
give
K.
some
vague
warning
of
the
sort
you
give
to
children
.
His
speeches
were
as
pointless
as
they
were
boring
,
and
K.
decided
that
when
the
final
bill
came
he
would
pay
not
a
penny
for
them
.
Once
the
lawyer
thought
he
had
humiliated
K.
sufficiently
,
he
usually
started
something
that
would
raise
his
spirits
again
.
He
had
already
,
he
would
then
say
,
won
many
such
cases
,
partly
or
in
whole
,
cases
which
may
not
really
have
been
as
difficult
as
this
one
but
which
,
on
the
face
of
it
,
had
even
less
hope
of
success
.
He
had
a
list
of
these
cases
here
in
the
drawer
-
here
he
would
tap
on
one
or
other
of
the
drawers
in
his
desk
-
but
could
,
unfortunately
,
not
show
them
to
K.
as
they
dealt
with
official
secrets
.
Nonetheless
,
the
great
experience
he
had
acquired
through
all
these
cases
would
,
of
course
,
be
of
benefit
to
K
.
He
had
,
of
course
,
begun
work
straight
away
and
was
nearly
ready
to
submit
the
first
documents
.
They
would
be
very
important
because
the
first
impression
made
by
the
defence
will
often
determine
the
whole
course
of
the
proceedings
.
Unfortunately
,
though
,
he
would
still
have
to
make
it
clear
to
K.
