Процесс

           Hecouldseethehandsthatcleanedthem,passingoverthecornersoftheireyes,rubbingattheirupperlips,scratchingoutthecreasesonthosechins.

           WhenK.noticedthat,hestopped,whichmeanttheothershadtostoptoo;theywereattheedgeofanopensquare,devoidofpeoplebutdecoratedwithflowerbeds."Whydidtheysendyou,ofallpeople!"hecriedout,moreashoutthanaquestion.Thetwogentlemanclearlyknewnoanswertogive,theywaited,theirfreearmshangingdown,likenurseswhenthepatientneedstorest."Iwillgonofurther,"saidK.asiftoseewhatwouldhappen.Thegentlemendidnotneedtomakeanyanswer,itwasenoughthattheydidnotloosentheirgriponK.andtriedtomovehimon,butK.resistedthem."I’llsoonhavenoneedofmuchstrength,I’lluseallofitnow,"hethought.Hethoughtofthefliesthatteartheirlegsoffstrugglingtogetfreeoftheflypaper."Thesegentlemanwillhavesomehardworktodo".

           Justthen,MissBürstnercameupintothesquareinfrontofthemfromthestepsleadingfromasmallstreetatalowerlevel.Itwasnotcertainthatitwasher,althoughthesimilaritywas,ofcourse,great.ButitdidnotmattertoK.whetheritwascertainlyheranyway,hejustbecamesuddenlyawarethattherewasnopointinhisresistance.Therewouldbenothingheroicaboutitifheresisted,ifhenowcausedtroubleforthesegentlemen,ifindefendinghimselfhesoughttoenjoyhislastglimmeroflife.