The Trial by Franz Kafka Chapter 1 Page 59

” It sounded like he was pleading with her, not calling to her. “Is there someone there?” asked Miss B�rstner, looking round with her eyes wide open. “It's me,” said K. and came out. “Oh, Mr. K.!” said Miss B�rstner with a smile.

“Good Evening,” and offered him her hand. “I wanted to have a word with you, if you would allow me?” “Now?” asked Miss B�rstner, “does it have to be now? It is a little odd, isn't it?” “I've been waiting for you since nine o'clock.” “Well, I was at the theatre, I didn't know anything about you waiting for me.” “The reason I need to speak to you only came up today” “I see, well I don't see why not, I suppose, apart from being so tired I could drop. Come into my room