The Trial by Franz Kafka Chapter 6 Page 20

certainty. But all that is by the by, the important thing now is, we have no time to lose.” Even while he was still speaking, K.'s uncle had stood on tiptoe to summon a taxi and now he pulled K. into the car behind himself as he called out an address to the driver. “We're going now to see Dr. Huld, the lawyer,” he said, “we were at school together. I'm sure you know the name, don't you? No?

Well that is odd. He's got a very good reputation as a defence barrister and for working with the poor. But I esteem him especially as someone you can trust.” “It's alright with me, whatever you do,” said K., although he was made uneasy by the rushed and urgent way his uncle was dealing with the matter. It was not very encouraging, as the accused, be to taken to a lawyer for poor people.