The Trial by Franz Kafka Chapter 4 Page 5

waiting for this very question, as she put her hands together and held them out towards him. “I just made a chance remark and you took it so badly. I didn't have the slightest intention of offending anyone, not you or anyone else. You've known me for long enough, Mr. K., I'm sure you're convinced of that. You don't know how I've been suffering for the past few days!

That I should tell lies about my tenants! And you, Mr. K., you believed it! And said I should give you notice! Give you notice!” At this last outcry, Mrs. Grubach was already choking back her tears, she raised her apron to her face and blubbered out loud.

“Oh, don't cry Mrs. Grubach,” said K., looking out the window, he was thinking only of Miss B�rstner and how she was accepting an unknown girl into her room.