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The whip-man
Theformsandbottlesofinkjustinsidethedoorway,thewhip-manwithhiscane,thetwopolicemen,stillundressed,thecandleontheshelf,andthetwopolicemenbegantowailandcallout"Mr.K.!"K.slammedthedoorimmediatelyshut,andeventhumpedonitwithhisfistsasifthatwouldshutitallthefirmer.Almostintears,herantotheservitorsworkingquietlyatthecopyingmachine."Goandgetthatjunkroomclearedout!"heshouted,and,inamazement,theystoppedwhattheyweredoing."Itshouldhavebeendonelongago,we’resinkingindirt!"Theywouldbeabletodothejobthenextday,K.nodded,itwastoolateintheeveningtomakethemdoitthereandthenashehadoriginallyintended.Hesatdownbrieflyinordertokeepthemnearhimforalittlelonger,lookedthroughafewofthecopiestogivetheimpressionthathewascheckingthemandthen,ashesawthattheywouldnotdaretoleaveatthesametimeashimself,wenthometiredandwithhismindnumb.
