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           "Doyouknowhim?"heasked,pointingupwardswithhisfinger.Thebusinessmanliftedthecandle,blinkedashelookedupandsaid,"It’sajudge.""Animportantjudge?"askedK.,andstoodtothesideandinfrontofthebusinessmansothathecouldobservewhatimpressionthepicturehadonhim.Thebusinessmanwaslookingupinadmiration."He’sanimportantjudge.""Youdon’thavemuchinsight,"saidK."Heisthelowestofthelowestexaminingjudges.""Iremembernow,"saidthebusinessmanasheloweredthecandle,"that’swhatI’vealreadybeentold.""Wellofcourseyouhave,"calledoutK.,"I’dforgottenaboutit,ofcourseyouwouldalreadyhavebeentold.""Butwhy,why?"askedthebusinessmanashemovedforwardstowardsthedoor,propelledbythehandsofK.OutsideinthecorridorK.said,"YouknowwhereLeni’shidden,doyou?""Hidden?"saidthebusinessman,"No,butshemightbeinthekitchencookingsoupforthelawyer.""Whydidn’tyousaythatimmediately?"askedK."Iwasgoingtotakeyouthere,butyoucalledmebackagain,"answeredthebusinessman,asifconfusedbythecontradictorycommands."Youthinkyou’reveryclever,don’tyou,"saidK,"nowtakemethere!"K.hadneverbeeninthekitchen,itwassurprisinglybigandverywellequipped.Thestovealonewasthreetimesbiggerthannormalstoves,butitwasnotpossibletoseeanydetailbeyondthisasthekitchenwasatthetimeilluminatedbynomorethanasmalllamphangingbytheentrance.