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That
evening
,
though
,
-
the
day
had
passed
quickly
with
a
lot
of
hard
work
and
many
respectful
and
friendly
birthday
greetings
-
K.
wanted
to
go
straight
home
.
Each
time
he
had
any
small
break
from
the
day
's
work
he
considered
,
without
knowing
exactly
what
he
had
in
mind
,
that
Mrs.
Grubach
's
flat
seemed
to
have
been
put
into
great
disarray
by
the
events
of
that
morning
,
and
that
it
was
up
to
him
to
put
it
back
into
order
.
Once
order
had
been
restored
,
every
trace
of
those
events
would
have
been
erased
and
everything
would
take
its
previous
course
once
more
.
In
particular
,
there
was
nothing
to
fear
from
the
three
bank
officials
,
they
had
immersed
themselves
back
into
their
paperwork
and
there
was
no
alteration
to
be
seen
in
them
.
K.
had
called
each
of
them
,
separately
or
all
together
,
into
his
office
that
day
for
no
other
reason
than
to
observe
them
;
he
was
always
satisfied
and
had
always
been
able
to
let
them
go
again
.
At
half
past
nine
that
evening
,
when
he
arrived
back
in
front
of
the
building
where
he
lived
,
he
met
a
young
lad
in
the
doorway
who
was
standing
there
,
his
legs
apart
and
smoking
a
pipe
.
"
Who
are
you
?
"
immediately
asked
K.
,
bringing
his
face
close
to
the
lad
's
,
as
it
was
hard
to
see
in
the
half
light
of
the
landing
.
"
I
'm
the
landlord
's
son
,
sir
,
"
answered
the
lad
,
taking
the
pipe
from
his
mouth
and
stepping
to
one
side
.
"
The
landlord
's
son
?
"
asked
K.
,
and
impatiently
knocked
on
the
ground
with
his
stick
.
"
Did
you
want
anything
,
sir
?
Would
you
like
me
to
fetch
my
father
?
"
"
No
,
no
,
"
said
K.
,
there
was
something
forgiving
in
his
voice
,
as
if
the
boy
had
harmed
him
in
some
way
and
he
was
excusing
him
.
"
It
's
alright
,
"
he
said
then
,
and
went
on
,
but
before
going
up
the
stairs
he
turned
round
once
more
.
He
could
have
gone
directly
to
his
room
,
but
as
he
wanted
to
speak
with
Mrs.
Grubach
he
went
straight
to
her
door
and
knocked
.
She
was
sat
at
the
table
with
a
knitted
stocking
and
a
pile
of
old
stockings
in
front
of
her
.
K.
apologised
,
a
little
embarrassed
at
coming
so
late
,
but
Mrs.
Grubach
was
very
friendly
and
did
not
want
to
hear
any
apology
,
she
was
always
ready
to
speak
to
him
,
he
knew
very
well
that
he
was
her
best
and
her
favourite
tenant
.
K.
looked
round
the
room
,
it
looked
exactly
as
it
usually
did
,
the
breakfast
dishes
,
which
had
been
on
the
table
by
the
window
that
morning
,
had
already
been
cleared
away
.
"
A
woman
's
hands
will
do
many
things
when
no-one
's
looking
,
"
he
thought
,
he
might
himself
have
smashed
all
the
dishes
on
the
spot
but
certainly
would
not
have
been
able
to
carry
it
all
out
.
He
looked
at
Mrs.
Grubach
with
some
gratitude
.
"
Why
are
you
working
so
late
?
"
he
asked
.
They
were
now
both
sitting
at
the
table
,
and
K.
now
and
then
sank
his
hands
into
the
pile
of
stockings
.
"
There
's
a
lot
of
work
to
do
,
"
she
said
,
"
during
the
day
I
belong
to
the
tenants
;
if
I
'm
to
sort
out
my
own
things
there
are
only
the
evenings
left
to
me
.
"
"
I
fear
I
may
have
caused
you
some
exceptional
work
today
.
"
"
How
do
you
mean
,
Mr.
K.
?
"
she
asked
,
becoming
more
interested
and
leaving
her
work
in
her
lap
.
"
I
mean
the
men
who
were
here
this
morning
.
"
"
Oh
,
I
see
,
"
she
said
,
and
went
peacefully
back
to
what
she
was
doing
,
"
that
was
no
trouble
,
not
especially
.
"
K.
looked
on
in
silence
as
she
took
up
the
knitted
stocking
once
more
.
She
seems
surprised
at
my
mentioning
it
,
he
thought
,
she
seems
to
think
it
's
improper
for
me
to
mention
it
.
All
the
more
important
for
me
to
do
so
.
An
old
woman
is
the
only
person
I
can
speak
about
it
with
.
"
But
it
must
have
caused
some
work
for
you
,
"
he
said
then
,
"
but
it
wo
n't
happen
again
.
"
"
No
,
it
ca
n't
happen
again
,
"
she
agreed
,
and
smiled
at
K.
in
a
way
that
was
almost
pained
.
"
Do
you
mean
that
seriously
?
"
asked
K.
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
,
more
gently
,
"
but
the
important
thing
is
you
must
n't
take
it
too
hard
.
There
are
so
many
awful
things
happening
in
the
world
!
As
you
're
being
so
honest
with
me
,
Mr.
K.
,
I
can
admit
to
you
that
I
listened
to
a
little
of
what
was
going
on
from
behind
the
door
,
and
that
those
two
policemen
told
me
one
or
two
things
as
well
.
It
's
all
to
do
with
your
happiness
,
and
that
's
something
that
's
quite
close
to
my
heart
,
perhaps
more
than
it
should
be
as
I
am
,
after
all
,
only
your
landlady
.
Anyway
,
so
I
heard
one
or
two
things
but
I
ca
n't
really
say
that
it
's
about
anything
very
serious
.
No
.
You
have
been
arrested
,
but
it
's
not
in
the
same
way
as
when
they
arrest
a
thief
.
If
you
're
arrested
in
the
same
way
as
a
thief
,
then
it
's
bad
,
but
an
arrest
like
this
...
.
It
seems
to
me
that
it
's
something
very
complicated
-
forgive
me
if
I
'm
saying
something
stupid
-
something
very
complicated
that
I
do
n't
understand
,
but
something
that
you
do
n't
really
need
to
understand
anyway
.
"
"
There
's
nothing
stupid
about
what
you
've
said
,
Mrs.
Grubach
,
or
at
least
I
partly
agree
with
you
,
only
,
the
way
I
judge
the
whole
thing
is
harsher
than
yours
,
and
think
it
's
not
only
not
something
complicated
but
simply
a
fuss
about
nothing
.
I
was
just
caught
unawares
,
that
's
what
happened
.
If
I
had
got
up
as
soon
as
I
was
awake
without
letting
myself
get
confused
because
Anna
was
n't
there
,
if
I
'd
got
up
and
paid
no
regard
to
anyone
who
might
have
been
in
my
way
and
come
straight
to
you
,
if
I
'd
done
something
like
having
my
breakfast
in
the
kitchen
as
an
exception
,
asked
you
to
bring
my
clothes
from
my
room
,
in
short
,
if
I
had
behaved
sensibly
then
nothing
more
would
have
happened
,
everything
that
was
waiting
to
happen
would
have
been
stifled
.
People
are
so
often
unprepared
.
In
the
bank
,
for
example
,
I
am
well
prepared
,
nothing
of
this
sort
could
possibly
happen
to
me
there
,
I
have
my
own
assistant
there
,
there
are
telephones
for
internal
and
external
calls
in
front
of
me
on
the
desk
,
I
continually
receive
visits
from
people
,
representatives
,
officials
,
but
besides
that
,
and
most
importantly
,
I
'm
always
occupied
with
my
work
,
that
's
to
say
I
'm
always
alert
,
it
would
even
be
a
pleasure
for
me
to
find
myself
faced
with
something
of
that
sort
.
But
now
it
's
over
with
,
and
I
did
n't
really
even
want
to
talk
about
it
any
more
,
only
I
wanted
to
hear
what
you
,
as
a
sensible
woman
,
thought
about
it
all
,
and
I
'm
very
glad
to
hear
that
we
're
in
agreement
.
But
now
you
must
give
me
your
hand
,
an
agreement
of
this
sort
needs
to
be
confirmed
with
a
handshake
.
"
Will
she
shake
hands
with
me
?
The
supervisor
did
n't
shake
hands
,
he
thought
,
and
looked
at
the
woman
differently
from
before
,
examining
her
.
She
stood
up
,
as
he
had
also
stood
up
,
and
was
a
little
self
-
conscious
,
she
had
n't
been
able
to
understand
everything
that
K.
said
.
As
a
result
of
this
self
consciousness
she
said
something
that
she
certainly
did
not
intend
and
certainly
was
not
appropriate
.
"
Do
n't
take
it
so
hard
,
Mr.
K.
,
"
she
said
,
with
tears
in
her
voice
and
also
,
of
course
,
forgetting
the
handshake
.
"
I
did
n't
know
I
was
taking
it
hard
,
"
said
K.
,
feeling
suddenly
tired
and
seeing
that
if
this
woman
did
agree
with
him
it
was
of
very
little
value
.
