The Trial by Franz Kafka Chapter 9 Page 38

though, when K. had criticised the court, he had held down his gentle nature and actually shouted at K.

“Would you not like to come down here?” asked K. “If you're not going to give a sermon come down here with me.” “Now I can come down,” said the priest, perhaps he regretted having shouted at K. As he took down the lamp from its hook he said, “to start off with I had to speak to you from a distance.

Otherwise I'm too easily influenced and forget my duty.”

K. waited for him at the foot of the steps. While he was still on one of the higher steps as he came down them the priest reached out his hand for K. to shake. “Can you spare me a little of your time?” asked K. “As much time as you need,”