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           WaitheretillI’veputthelightoninmyroom,andthenturnthelightdownouthere."K.didashewastold,andthenevenwaiteduntilMissBürstnercameoutofherroomandquietlyinvitedhim,oncemore,tocomein."Sitdown,"shesaid,indicatingtheottoman,whilesheherselfremainedstandingbythebedpostdespitethetirednessshehadspokenof;shedidnoteventakeoffherhat,whichwassmallbutdecoratedwithanabundanceofflowers."Whatisityouwanted,then?I’mreallyquitecurious."Shegentlycrossedherlegs."Iexpectyou’llsay,"K.began,"thatthematterreallyisn’tallthaturgentandwedon’tneedtotalkaboutitrightnow,but...""Ineverlistentointroductions,"saidMissBürstner."Thatmakesmyjobsomucheasier,"saidK."Thismorning,tosomeextentthroughmyfault,yourroomwasmadealittleuntidy,thishappenedbecauseofpeopleIdidnotknowandagainstmywillbut,asIsaid,becauseofmyfault;Iwantedtoapologiseforit.""Myroom?"askedMissBürstner,andinsteadoflookingroundtheroomscrutinisedK."Itistrue,"saidK.,andnow,forthefirsttime,theylookedeachotherintheeyes,"there’snopointinsayingexactlyhowthiscameabout.""Butthat’stheinterestingthingaboutit,"saidMissBürstner."No,"saidK."Wellthen,"saidMissBürstner,"Idon’twanttoforcemywayintoanysecrets,ifyouinsistthatit’sofnointerestIwon’tinsist.I’mquitehappytoforgiveyouforit,asyouask,especiallyasIcan’tseeanythingatallthat’sbeenleftuntidy.