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But
even
that
is
all
beside
the
point
,
the
main
question
is
:
Who
is
issuing
the
indictment
?
What
office
is
conducting
this
affair
?
Are
you
officials
?
None
of
you
is
wearing
a
uniform
,
unless
what
you
are
wearing
"
-
here
he
turned
towards
Franz
-
"
is
meant
to
be
a
uniform
,
it
's
actually
more
of
a
travelling
suit
.
I
require
a
clear
answer
to
all
these
questions
,
and
I
'm
quite
sure
that
once
things
have
been
made
clear
we
can
take
our
leave
of
each
other
on
the
best
of
terms
.
"
The
supervisor
slammed
the
box
of
matches
down
on
the
table
.
"
You
're
making
a
big
mistake
,
"
he
said
.
"
These
gentlemen
and
I
have
got
nothing
to
do
with
your
business
,
in
fact
we
know
almost
nothing
about
you
.
We
could
be
wearing
uniforms
as
proper
and
exact
as
you
like
and
your
situation
would
n't
be
any
the
worse
for
it
.
As
to
whether
you
're
on
a
charge
,
I
ca
n't
give
you
any
sort
of
clear
answer
to
that
,
I
do
n't
even
know
whether
you
are
or
not
.
You
're
under
arrest
,
you
're
quite
right
about
that
,
but
I
do
n't
know
any
more
than
that
.
Maybe
these
officers
have
been
chit-chatting
with
you
,
well
if
they
have
that
's
all
it
is
,
chit
-
chat
.
I
ca
n't
give
you
an
answer
to
your
questions
,
but
I
can
give
you
a
bit
of
advice
:
You
'd
better
think
less
about
us
and
what
's
going
to
happen
to
you
,
and
think
a
bit
more
about
yourself
.
And
stop
making
all
this
fuss
about
your
sense
of
innocence
;
you
do
n't
make
such
a
bad
impression
,
but
with
all
this
fuss
you
're
damaging
it
.
And
you
ought
to
do
a
bit
less
talking
,
too
.
Almost
everything
you
've
said
so
far
has
been
things
we
could
have
taken
from
your
behaviour
,
even
if
you
'd
said
no
more
than
a
few
words
.
And
what
you
have
said
has
not
exactly
been
in
your
favour
.
"
K.
stared
at
the
supervisor
.
Was
this
man
,
probably
younger
than
he
was
,
lecturing
him
like
a
schoolmaster
?
Was
he
being
punished
for
his
honesty
with
a
telling
off
?
And
was
he
to
learn
nothing
about
the
reasons
for
his
arrest
or
those
who
were
arresting
him
?
He
became
somewhat
cross
and
began
to
walk
up
and
down
.
No-one
stopped
him
doing
this
and
he
pushed
his
sleeves
back
,
felt
his
chest
,
straightened
his
hair
,
went
over
to
the
three
men
,
said
,
"
It
makes
no
sense
,
"
at
which
these
three
turned
round
to
face
him
and
came
towards
him
with
serious
expressions
.
He
finally
came
again
to
a
halt
in
front
of
the
supervisor
's
desk
.
"
State
Attorney
Hasterer
is
a
good
friend
of
mine
,
"
he
said
,
"
can
I
telephone
him
?
"
"
Certainly
,
"
said
the
supervisor
,
"
but
I
do
n't
know
what
the
point
of
that
will
be
,
I
suppose
you
must
have
some
private
matter
you
want
to
discuss
with
him
.
"
"
What
the
point
is
?
"
shouted
K.
,
more
disconcerted
that
cross
.
"
Who
do
you
think
you
are
?
You
want
to
see
some
point
in
it
while
you
're
carrying
out
something
as
pointless
as
it
could
be
?
It
's
enough
to
make
you
cry
!
These
gentlemen
first
accost
me
,
and
now
they
sit
or
stand
about
in
here
and
let
me
be
hauled
up
in
front
of
you
.
What
point
there
would
be
,
in
telephoning
a
state
attorney
when
I
'm
ostensibly
under
arrest
?
Very
well
,
I
wo
n't
make
the
telephone
call
.
"
"
You
can
call
him
if
you
want
to
,
"
said
the
supervisor
,
stretching
his
hand
out
towards
the
outer
room
where
the
telephone
was
,
"
please
,
go
on
,
do
make
your
phone
call
.
"
"
No
,
I
do
n't
want
to
any
more
,
"
said
K.
,
and
went
over
to
the
window
.
Across
the
street
,
the
people
were
still
there
at
the
window
,
and
it
was
only
now
that
K.
had
gone
up
to
his
window
that
they
seemed
to
become
uneasy
about
quietly
watching
what
was
going
on
.
The
old
couple
wanted
to
get
up
but
the
man
behind
them
calmed
them
down
.
"
We
've
got
some
kind
of
audience
over
there
,
"
called
K.
to
the
supervisor
,
quite
loudly
,
as
he
pointed
out
with
his
forefinger
.
"
Go
away
,
"
he
then
called
across
to
them
.
And
the
three
of
them
did
immediately
retreat
a
few
steps
,
the
old
pair
even
found
themselves
behind
the
man
who
then
concealed
them
with
the
breadth
of
his
body
and
seemed
,
going
by
the
movements
of
his
mouth
,
to
be
saying
something
incomprehensible
into
the
distance
.
They
did
not
disappear
entirely
,
though
,
but
seemed
to
be
waiting
for
the
moment
when
they
could
come
back
to
the
window
without
being
noticed
.
"
Intrusive
,
thoughtless
people
!
"
said
K.
as
he
turned
back
into
the
room
.
The
supervisor
may
have
agreed
with
him
,
at
least
K.
thought
that
was
what
he
saw
from
the
corner
of
his
eye
.
But
it
was
just
as
possible
that
he
had
not
even
been
listening
as
he
had
his
hand
pressed
firmly
down
on
the
table
and
seemed
to
be
comparing
the
length
of
his
fingers
.
The
two
policemen
were
sitting
on
a
chest
covered
with
a
coloured
blanket
,
rubbing
their
knees
.
The
three
young
people
had
put
their
hands
on
their
hips
and
were
looking
round
aimlessly
.
Everything
was
still
,
like
in
some
office
that
has
been
forgotten
about
.
"
Now
,
gentlemen
,
"
called
out
K.
,
and
for
a
moment
it
seemed
as
if
he
was
carrying
all
of
them
on
his
shoulders
,
"
it
looks
like
your
business
with
me
is
over
with
.
In
my
opinion
,
it
's
best
now
to
stop
wondering
about
whether
you
're
proceeding
correctly
or
incorrectly
,
and
to
bring
the
matter
to
a
peaceful
close
with
a
mutual
handshake
.
If
you
are
of
the
same
opinion
,
then
please
...
"
and
he
walked
up
to
the
supervisor
's
desk
and
held
out
his
hand
to
him
.
The
supervisor
raised
his
eyes
,
bit
his
lip
and
looked
at
K.
's
outstretched
hand
;
K
still
believed
the
supervisor
would
do
as
he
suggested
.
But
instead
,
he
stood
up
,
picked
up
a
hard
round
hat
that
was
laying
on
Miss
Bürstner
's
bed
and
put
it
carefully
onto
his
head
,
using
both
hands
as
if
trying
on
a
new
hat
.
"
Everything
seems
so
simple
to
you
,
does
n't
it
,
"
he
said
to
K.
as
he
did
so
,
"
so
you
think
we
should
bring
the
matter
to
a
peaceful
close
,
do
you
.
No
,
no
,
that
wo
n't
do
.
Mind
you
,
on
the
other
hand
I
certainly
would
n't
want
you
to
think
there
's
no
hope
for
you
.
No
,
why
should
you
think
that
?
You
're
simply
under
arrest
,
nothing
more
than
that
.
That
's
what
I
had
to
tell
you
,
that
's
what
I
've
done
and
now
I
've
seen
how
you
've
taken
it
.
That
's
enough
for
one
day
and
we
can
take
our
leave
of
each
other
,
for
the
time
being
at
least
.
I
expect
you
'll
want
to
go
in
to
the
bank
now
,
wo
n't
you
.
"
"
In
to
the
bank
?
"
asked
K.
,
"
I
thought
I
was
under
arrest
.
"
K.
said
this
with
a
certain
amount
of
defiance
as
,
although
his
handshake
had
not
been
accepted
,
he
was
feeling
more
independent
of
all
these
people
,
especially
since
the
supervisor
had
stood
up
.
He
was
playing
with
them
.
If
they
left
,
he
had
decided
he
would
run
after
them
and
offer
to
let
them
arrest
him
.
That
's
why
he
even
repeated
,
"
How
can
I
go
in
to
the
bank
when
I
'm
under
arrest
?
"
"
I
see
you
've
misunderstood
me
,
"
said
the
supervisor
who
was
already
at
the
door
.
"
It
's
true
that
you
're
under
arrest
,
but
that
should
n't
stop
you
from
carrying
out
your
job
.
And
there
should
n't
be
anything
to
stop
you
carrying
on
with
your
usual
life
.
"
"
In
that
case
it
's
not
too
bad
,
being
under
arrest
,
"
said
K.
,
and
went
up
close
to
the
supervisor
.
"
I
never
meant
it
should
be
anything
else
,
"
he
replied
.
"
It
hardly
seems
to
have
been
necessary
to
notify
me
of
the
arrest
in
that
case
,
"
said
K.
,
and
went
even
closer
.
The
others
had
also
come
closer
.
All
of
them
had
gathered
together
into
a
narrow
space
by
the
door
.
"
That
was
my
duty
,
"
said
the
supervisor
.
"
A
silly
duty
,
"
said
K.
,
unyielding
.
"
Maybe
so
,
"
replied
the
supervisor
,
"
only
do
n't
let
's
waste
our
time
talking
on
like
this
.
I
had
assumed
you
'd
be
wanting
to
go
to
the
bank
.
As
you
're
paying
close
attention
to
every
word
I
'll
add
this
:
I
'm
not
forcing
you
to
go
to
the
bank
,
I
'd
just
assumed
you
wanted
to
.
And
to
make
things
easier
for
you
,
and
to
let
you
get
to
the
bank
with
as
little
fuss
as
possible
I
've
put
these
three
gentlemen
,
colleagues
of
yours
,
at
your
disposal
.
"
"
What
's
that
?
"
exclaimed
K.
,
and
looked
at
the
three
in
astonishment
.
He
could
only
remember
seeing
them
in
their
group
by
the
photographs
,
but
these
characterless
,
anaemic
young
people
were
indeed
officials
from
his
bank
,
not
colleagues
of
his
,
that
was
putting
it
too
high
and
it
showed
a
gap
in
the
omniscience
of
the
supervisor
,
but
they
were
nonetheless
junior
members
of
staff
at
the
bank
.
How
could
K.
have
failed
to
see
that
?
How
occupied
he
must
have
been
with
the
supervisor
and
the
policemen
not
to
have
recognised
these
three
!
Rabensteiner
,
with
his
stiff
demeanour
and
swinging
hands
,
Kullich
,
with
his
blonde
hair
and
deep-set
eyes
,
and
Kaminer
,
with
his
involuntary
grin
caused
by
chronic
muscle
spasms
.
"
Good
morning
,
"
said
K.
after
a
while
,
extending
his
hand
to
the
gentlemen
as
they
bowed
correctly
to
him
.
"
I
did
n't
recognise
you
at
all
.
So
,
we
'll
go
into
work
now
,
shall
we
?
"
The
gentlemen
laughed
and
nodded
enthusiastically
,
as
if
that
was
what
they
had
been
waiting
for
all
the
time
,
except
that
K.
had
left
his
hat
in
his
room
so
they
all
dashed
,
one
after
another
,
into
the
room
to
fetch
it
,
which
caused
a
certain
amount
of
embarrassment
.
K.
stood
where
he
was
and
watched
them
through
the
open
double
doorway
,
the
last
to
go
,
of
course
,
was
the
apathetic
Rabensteiner
who
had
broken
into
no
more
than
an
elegant
trot
.
Kaminer
got
to
the
hat
and
K.
,
as
he
often
had
to
do
at
the
bank
,
forcibly
reminded
himself
that
the
grin
was
not
deliberate
,
that
he
in
fact
was
n't
able
to
grin
deliberately
.
At
that
moment
Mrs.
Grubach
opened
the
door
from
the
hallway
into
the
living
room
where
all
the
people
were
.
She
did
not
seem
to
feel
guilty
about
anything
at
all
,
and
K.
,
as
often
before
,
looked
down
at
the
belt
of
her
apron
which
,
for
no
reason
,
cut
so
deeply
into
her
hefty
body
.
Once
downstairs
,
K.
,
with
his
watch
in
his
hand
,
decided
to
take
a
taxi
-
he
had
already
been
delayed
by
half
an
hour
and
there
was
no
need
to
make
the
delay
any
longer
.
Kaminer
ran
to
the
corner
to
summon
it
,
and
the
two
others
were
making
obvious
efforts
to
keep
K.
diverted
when
Kullich
pointed
to
the
doorway
of
the
house
on
the
other
side
of
the
street
where
the
large
man
with
the
blonde
goatee
beard
appeared
and
,
a
little
embarrassed
at
first
at
letting
himself
be
seen
in
his
full
height
,
stepped
back
to
the
wall
and
leant
against
it
.
The
old
couple
were
probably
still
on
the
stairs
.
K.
was
cross
with
Kullich
for
pointing
out
this
man
whom
he
had
already
seen
himself
,
in
fact
whom
he
had
been
expecting
.
"
Do
n't
look
at
him
!
"
he
snapped
,
without
noticing
how
odd
it
was
to
speak
to
free
men
in
this
way
.
But
there
was
no
explanation
needed
anyway
as
just
then
the
taxi
arrived
,
they
sat
inside
and
set
off
.
Inside
the
taxi
,
K.
remembered
that
he
had
not
noticed
the
supervisor
and
the
policemen
leaving
-
the
supervisor
had
stopped
him
noticing
the
three
bank
staff
and
now
the
three
bank
staff
had
stopped
him
noticing
the
supervisor
.
This
showed
that
K.
was
not
very
attentive
,
and
he
resolved
to
watch
himself
more
carefully
in
this
respect
.
Nonetheless
,
he
gave
it
no
thought
as
he
twisted
himself
round
and
leant
over
onto
the
rear
shelf
of
the
car
to
catch
sight
of
the
supervisor
and
the
policemen
if
he
could
.
But
he
turned
back
round
straight
away
and
leant
comfortably
into
the
corner
of
the
taxi
without
even
having
made
the
effort
to
see
anyone
.
Although
it
did
not
seem
like
it
,
now
was
just
the
time
when
he
needed
some
encouragement
,
but
the
gentlemen
seemed
tired
just
then
,
Rabensteiner
looked
out
of
the
car
to
the
right
,
Kullich
to
the
left
and
only
Kaminer
was
there
with
his
grin
at
K.
's
service
.
It
would
have
been
inhumane
to
make
fun
of
that
.
That
spring
,
whenever
possible
,
K.
usually
spent
his
evenings
after
work
-
he
usually
stayed
in
the
office
until
nine
o'clock
-
with
a
short
walk
,
either
by
himself
or
in
the
company
of
some
of
the
bank
officials
,
and
then
he
would
go
into
a
pub
where
he
would
sit
at
the
regulars
"
table
with
mostly
older
men
until
eleven
.
There
were
,
however
,
also
exceptions
to
this
habit
,
times
,
for
instance
,
when
K.
was
invited
by
the
bank
's
manager
(
whom
he
greatly
respected
for
his
industry
and
trustworthiness
)
to
go
with
him
for
a
ride
in
his
car
or
to
eat
dinner
with
him
at
his
large
house
.
K.
would
also
go
,
once
a
week
,
to
see
a
girl
called
Elsa
who
worked
as
a
waitress
in
a
wine
bar
through
the
night
until
late
in
the
morning
.
During
the
daytime
she
only
received
visitors
while
still
in
bed
.
