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suddenlyturnedroundtofacethetwomenandasked,"Whattheatredoyouplayin?""Theatre?"askedoneofthegentlemen,turningtotheotherforassistanceandpullinginthecornersofhismouth.Theothermadeagesturelikesomeonewhowasdumb,asifhewerestrugglingwithsomeorganismcausinghimtrouble."You’renotproperlypreparedtoanswerquestions,"saidK.andwenttofetchhishat.
AssoonastheywereonthestairsthegentlemenwantedtotakeK.’sarms,butK.said"Waittillwe’reinthestreet,I’mnotill."ButtheywaitedonlyuntilthefrontdoorbeforetheytookhisarmsinawaythatK.hadneverexperiencedbefore.Theykepttheirshouldersclosebehindhis,didnotturntheirarmsinbuttwistedthemaroundtheentirelengthofK.’sarmsandtookholdofhishandswithagraspthatwasformal,experiencedandcouldnotberesisted.K.washeldstiffanduprightbetweenthem,theyformednowasingleunitsothatifanyoneofthemhadbeenknockeddownallofthemmusthavefallen.Theyformedaunitofthesortthatnormallycanbeformedonlybymatterthatislifeless.
WhenevertheypassedunderalampK.triedtoseehiscompanionsmoreclearly,asfaraswaspossiblewhentheywerepressedsoclosetogether,asinthedimlightofhisroomthishadbeenhardlypossible."Maybethey’retenors,"hethoughtashesawtheirbigdoublechins.Thecleanlinessoftheirfacesdisgustedhim.