force my way into any secrets, if you insist that it's of no interest I won't insist.

I'm quite happy to forgive you for it, as you ask, especially as I can't see anything at all that's been left untidy.” With her hand laid flat on her lower hip, she made a tour around the room. At the mat where the photographs were she stopped. “Look at this!” she cried. “My photographs really have been put in the wrong places. Oh, that's horrible. Someone really has been in my room without permission.” K. nodded, and quietly cursed Kaminer who worked at his bank and who was always active doing things that had neither use nor purpose. “It is odd,” said Miss B�rstner, “that I'm forced to forbid you to do something that you ought to have forbidden yourself to do, namely to come into my room