Процес

           ,IsweartoGod,butI’mgoingtohavenochoicebuttohaveafewwordswithMissBürstneraboutitmyself.Andit’snottheonlythingaboutherthatI’mworriedabout.""Mrs.Grubach,youareonquitethewrongtrack,"saidK.,soangrythathewashardlyabletohideit,"andyouhavemoreovermisunderstoodwhatIwassayingaboutMissBürstner,thatisnotwhatImeant.InfactIwarnyouquitedirectlynottosayanythingtoher,youarequitemistaken,IknowMissBürstnerverywellandthereisnotruthatallinwhatyousay.Andwhat’smore,perhapsI’mgoingtofar,Idon’twanttogetinyourway,saytoherwhateveryouseefit.Goodnight.""Mr.K.,"saidMrs.Grubachasifaskinghimforsomethingandhurryingtohisdoorwhichhehadalreadyopened,"Idon’twanttospeaktoMissBürstneratall,notyet,ofcourseI’llcontinuetokeepaneyeonherbutyou’retheonlyoneI’vetoldwhatIknow.Anditis,afterallsomethingthateveryonewholetsroomshastodoifshe’stokeepthehousedecent,that’sallI’mtryingtodo.""Decent!"calledoutK.throughthecrackinthedoor,"ifyouwanttokeepthehousedecentyou’llfirsthavetogivemenotice."Thenheslammedthedoorshut,therewasagentleknockingtowhichhepaidnomoreattention.

           Hedidnotfeelatalllikegoingtobed,sohedecidedtostayup,andthiswouldalsogivehimthechancetofindoutwhenMissBürstnerwouldarrivehome.Perhapsitwouldalsostillbepossible,evenifalittleinappropriate,tohaveafewwordswithher.