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They
even
influence
those
who
are
n't
involved
.
My
position
gets
harder
all
the
time
.
"
"
You
do
n't
understand
the
facts
,
"
said
the
priest
,
"
the
verdict
does
not
come
suddenly
,
proceedings
continue
until
a
verdict
is
reached
gradually
.
"
"
I
see
,
"
said
K.
,
lowering
his
head
.
"
What
do
you
intend
to
do
about
your
case
next
?
"
asked
the
priest
.
"
I
still
need
to
find
help
,
"
said
K.
,
raising
his
head
to
see
what
the
priest
thought
of
this
.
"
There
are
still
certain
possibilities
I
have
n't
yet
made
use
of
.
"
"
You
look
for
too
much
help
from
people
you
do
n't
know
,
"
said
the
priest
disapprovingly
,
"
and
especially
from
women
.
Can
you
really
not
see
that
's
not
the
help
you
need
?
"
"
Sometimes
,
in
fact
quite
often
,
I
could
believe
you
're
right
,
"
said
K.
,
"
but
not
always
.
Women
have
a
lot
of
power
.
If
I
could
persuade
some
of
the
women
I
know
to
work
together
with
me
then
I
would
be
certain
to
succeed
.
Especially
in
a
court
like
this
that
seems
to
consist
of
nothing
but
woman-chasers
.
Show
the
examining
judge
a
woman
in
the
distance
and
he
'll
run
right
over
the
desk
,
and
the
accused
,
just
to
get
to
her
as
soon
as
he
can
.
"
The
priest
lowered
his
head
down
to
the
balustrade
,
only
now
did
the
roof
over
the
pulpit
seem
to
press
him
down
.
What
sort
of
dreadful
weather
could
it
be
outside
?
It
was
no
longer
just
a
dull
day
,
it
was
deepest
night
.
None
of
the
stained
glass
in
the
main
window
shed
even
a
flicker
of
light
on
the
darkness
of
the
walls
.
And
this
was
the
moment
when
the
man
in
the
cassock
chose
to
put
out
the
candles
on
the
main
altar
,
one
by
one
.
"
Are
you
cross
with
me
?
"
asked
K.
"
Maybe
you
do
n't
know
what
sort
of
court
it
is
you
serve
.
"
He
received
no
answer
.
"
Well
,
it
's
just
my
own
experience
,
"
said
K.
Above
him
there
was
still
silence
.
"
I
did
n't
mean
to
insult
you
,
"
said
K
.
At
that
,
the
priest
screamed
down
at
K.
:
"
Can
you
not
see
two
steps
in
front
of
you
?
"
He
shouted
in
anger
,
but
it
was
also
the
scream
of
one
who
sees
another
fall
and
,
shocked
and
without
thinking
,
screams
against
his
own
will
.
The
two
men
,
then
,
remained
silent
for
a
long
time
.
In
the
darkness
beneath
him
,
the
priest
could
not
possibly
have
seen
K.
distinctly
,
although
K.
was
able
to
see
him
clearly
by
the
light
of
the
little
lamp
.
Why
did
the
priest
not
come
down
?
He
had
not
given
a
sermon
,
he
had
only
told
K.
a
few
things
which
,
if
he
followed
them
closely
,
would
probably
cause
him
more
harm
than
good
.
But
the
priest
certainly
seemed
to
mean
well
,
it
might
even
be
possible
,
if
he
would
come
down
and
cooperate
with
him
,
it
might
even
be
possible
for
him
to
obtain
some
acceptable
piece
of
advice
that
could
make
all
the
difference
,
it
might
,
for
instance
,
be
able
to
show
him
not
so
much
to
influence
the
proceedings
but
how
to
break
free
of
them
,
how
to
evade
them
,
how
to
live
away
from
them
.
K.
had
to
admit
that
this
was
something
he
had
had
on
his
mind
quite
a
lot
of
late
.
If
the
priest
knew
of
such
a
possibility
he
might
,
if
K.
asked
him
,
let
him
know
about
it
,
even
though
he
was
part
of
the
court
himself
and
even
though
,
when
K.
had
criticised
the
court
,
he
had
held
down
his
gentle
nature
and
actually
shouted
at
K.
"
Would
you
not
like
to
come
down
here
?
"
asked
K.
"
If
you
're
not
going
to
give
a
sermon
come
down
here
with
me
.
"
"
Now
I
can
come
down
,
"
said
the
priest
,
perhaps
he
regretted
having
shouted
at
K
.
As
he
took
down
the
lamp
from
its
hook
he
said
,
"
to
start
off
with
I
had
to
speak
to
you
from
a
distance
.
Otherwise
I
'm
too
easily
influenced
and
forget
my
duty
.
"
K.
waited
for
him
at
the
foot
of
the
steps
.
While
he
was
still
on
one
of
the
higher
steps
as
he
came
down
them
the
priest
reached
out
his
hand
for
K.
to
shake
.
"
Can
you
spare
me
a
little
of
your
time
?
"
asked
K.
"
As
much
time
as
you
need
,
"
said
the
priest
,
and
passed
him
the
little
lamp
for
him
to
carry
.
Even
at
close
distance
the
priest
did
not
lose
a
certain
solemnity
that
seemed
to
be
part
of
his
character
.
"
You
are
very
friendly
towards
me
,
"
said
K.
,
as
they
walked
up
and
down
beside
each
other
in
the
darkness
of
one
of
the
side
naves
.
"
That
makes
you
an
exception
among
all
those
who
belong
to
the
court
.
I
can
trust
you
more
than
any
of
the
others
I
've
seen
.
I
can
speak
openly
with
you
.
"
"
Do
n't
fool
yourself
,
"
said
the
priest
.
"
How
would
I
be
fooling
myself
?
"
asked
K.
"
You
fool
yourself
in
the
court
,
"
said
the
priest
,
"
it
talks
about
this
self-deceit
in
the
opening
paragraphs
to
the
law
.
In
front
of
the
law
there
is
a
doorkeeper
.
A
man
from
the
countryside
comes
up
to
the
door
and
asks
for
entry
.
But
the
doorkeeper
says
he
ca
n't
let
him
in
to
the
law
right
now
.
The
man
thinks
about
this
,
and
then
he
asks
if
he
'll
be
able
to
go
in
later
on
.
"
That
's
possible
,
"
says
the
doorkeeper
,
"
but
not
now
"
.
The
gateway
to
the
law
is
open
as
it
always
is
,
and
the
doorkeeper
has
stepped
to
one
side
,
so
the
man
bends
over
to
try
and
see
in
.
When
the
doorkeeper
notices
this
he
laughs
and
says
,
"
If
you
're
tempted
give
it
a
try
,
try
and
go
in
even
though
I
say
you
ca
n't
.
Careful
though
:
I
'm
powerful
.
And
I
'm
only
the
lowliest
of
all
the
doormen
.
But
there
's
a
doorkeeper
for
each
of
the
rooms
and
each
of
them
is
more
powerful
than
the
last
.
It
's
more
than
I
can
stand
just
to
look
at
the
third
one
.
"
The
man
from
the
country
had
not
expected
difficulties
like
this
,
the
law
was
supposed
to
be
accessible
for
anyone
at
any
time
,
he
thinks
,
but
now
he
looks
more
closely
at
the
doorkeeper
in
his
fur
coat
,
sees
his
big
hooked
nose
,
his
long
thin
tartar-beard
,
and
he
decides
it
's
better
to
wait
until
he
has
permission
to
enter
.
The
doorkeeper
gives
him
a
stool
and
lets
him
sit
down
to
one
side
of
the
gate
.
He
sits
there
for
days
and
years
.
He
tries
to
be
allowed
in
time
and
again
and
tires
the
doorkeeper
with
his
requests
.
The
doorkeeper
often
questions
him
,
asking
about
where
he
's
from
and
many
other
things
,
but
these
are
disinterested
questions
such
as
great
men
ask
,
and
he
always
ends
up
by
telling
him
he
still
ca
n't
let
him
in
.
The
man
had
come
well
equipped
for
his
journey
,
and
uses
everything
,
however
valuable
,
to
bribe
the
doorkeeper
.
He
accepts
everything
,
but
as
he
does
so
he
says
,
"
I
'll
only
accept
this
so
that
you
do
n't
think
there
's
anything
you
've
failed
to
do
"
.
Over
many
years
,
the
man
watches
the
doorkeeper
almost
without
a
break
.
He
forgets
about
the
other
doormen
,
and
begins
to
think
this
one
is
the
only
thing
stopping
him
from
gaining
access
to
the
law
.
Over
the
first
few
years
he
curses
his
unhappy
condition
out
loud
,
but
later
,
as
he
becomes
old
,
he
just
grumbles
to
himself
.
He
becomes
senile
,
and
as
he
has
come
to
know
even
the
fleas
in
the
doorkeeper
's
fur
collar
over
the
years
that
he
has
been
studying
him
he
even
asks
them
to
help
him
and
change
the
doorkeeper
's
mind
.
Finally
his
eyes
grow
dim
,
and
he
no
longer
knows
whether
it
's
really
getting
darker
or
just
his
eyes
that
are
deceiving
him
.
But
he
seems
now
to
see
an
inextinguishable
light
begin
to
shine
from
the
darkness
behind
the
door
.
He
does
n't
have
long
to
live
now
.
Just
before
he
dies
,
he
brings
together
all
his
experience
from
all
this
time
into
one
question
which
he
has
still
never
put
to
the
doorkeeper
.
He
beckons
to
him
,
as
he
's
no
longer
able
to
raise
his
stiff
body
.
The
doorkeeper
has
to
bend
over
deeply
as
the
difference
in
their
sizes
has
changed
very
much
to
the
disadvantage
of
the
man
.
"
What
is
it
you
want
to
know
now
?
"
asks
the
doorkeeper
,
"
You
're
insatiable
.
"
"
Everyone
wants
access
to
the
law
,
"
says
the
man
,
"
how
come
,
over
all
these
years
,
no
-
one
but
me
has
asked
to
be
let
in
?
"
The
doorkeeper
can
see
the
man
's
come
to
his
end
,
his
hearing
has
faded
,
and
so
,
so
that
he
can
be
heard
,
he
shouts
to
him
:
"
Nobody
else
could
have
got
in
this
way
,
as
this
entrance
was
meant
only
for
you
.
Now
I
'll
go
and
close
it
.
"
"
So
the
doorkeeper
cheated
the
man
,
"
said
K.
immediately
,
who
had
been
captivated
by
the
story
.
"
Do
n't
be
too
quick
,
"
said
the
priest
,
"
do
n't
take
somebody
else
's
opinion
without
checking
it
.
I
told
you
the
story
exactly
as
it
was
written
.
There
's
nothing
in
there
about
cheating
.
"
"
But
it
's
quite
clear
,
"
said
K.
,
"
and
your
first
interpretation
of
it
was
quite
correct
.
The
doorkeeper
gave
him
the
information
that
would
release
him
only
when
it
could
be
of
no
more
use
.
"
"
He
did
n't
ask
him
before
that
,
"
said
the
priest
,
"
and
do
n't
forget
he
was
only
a
doorkeeper
,
and
as
doorkeeper
he
did
his
duty
.
"
"
What
makes
you
think
he
did
his
duty
?
"
asked
K.
,
"
He
did
n't
.
It
might
have
been
his
duty
to
keep
everyone
else
away
,
but
this
man
is
who
the
door
was
intended
for
and
he
ought
to
have
let
him
in
.
"
"
You
're
not
paying
enough
attention
to
what
was
written
and
you
're
changing
the
story
,
"
said
the
priest
.
"
According
to
the
story
,
there
are
two
important
things
that
the
doorkeeper
explains
about
access
to
the
law
,
one
at
the
beginning
,
one
at
the
end
.
At
one
place
he
says
he
ca
n't
allow
him
in
now
,
and
at
the
other
he
says
this
entrance
was
intended
for
him
alone
.
If
one
of
the
statements
contradicted
the
other
you
would
be
right
and
the
doorkeeper
would
have
cheated
the
man
from
the
country
.
But
there
is
no
contradiction
.
On
the
contrary
,
the
first
statement
even
hints
at
the
second
.
You
could
almost
say
the
doorkeeper
went
beyond
his
duty
in
that
he
offered
the
man
some
prospect
of
being
admitted
in
the
future
.
Throughout
the
story
,
his
duty
seems
to
have
been
merely
to
turn
the
man
away
,
and
there
are
many
commentators
who
are
surprised
that
the
doorkeeper
offered
this
hint
at
all
,
as
he
seems
to
love
exactitude
and
keeps
strict
guard
over
his
position
.
He
stays
at
his
post
for
many
years
and
does
n't
close
the
gate
until
the
very
end
,
he
's
very
conscious
of
the
importance
of
his
service
,
as
he
says
,
"
I
'm
powerful
,
"
he
has
respect
for
his
superiors
,
as
he
says
,
"
I
'm
only
the
lowliest
of
the
doormen
"
,
he
's
not
talkative
,
as
through
all
these
years
the
only
questions
he
asks
are
"
disinterested
"
,
he
's
not
corruptible
,
as
when
he
's
offered
a
gift
he
says
,
"
I
'll
only
accept
this
so
that
you
do
n't
think
there
's
anything
you
've
failed
to
do
,
"
as
far
as
fulfilling
his
duty
goes
he
can
be
neither
ruffled
nor
begged
,
as
it
says
about
the
man
that
,
"
he
tires
the
doorkeeper
with
his
requests
"
,
even
his
external
appearance
suggests
a
pedantic
character
,
the
big
hooked
nose
and
the
long
,
thin
,
black
tartar-beard
.
How
could
any
doorkeeper
be
more
faithful
to
his
duty
?
But
in
the
doorkeeper
's
character
there
are
also
other
features
which
might
be
very
useful
for
those
who
seek
entry
to
the
law
,
and
when
he
hinted
at
some
possibility
in
the
future
it
always
seemed
to
make
it
clear
that
he
might
even
go
beyond
his
duty
.
There
's
no
denying
he
's
a
little
simple
minded
,
and
that
makes
him
a
little
conceited
.
