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    most important official seemed to value his friendship, or at
    least his impartiality. He was only speaking at the side of the
    telephone receiver while he waited for his connection, but in giving
    this invitation the deputy director was humbling himself. But K. would
    have to humiliate him a second time as a result, he said, "Thank you
    very much, but I'm afraid I will have no time on Sunday, I have a
    previous obligation." "Pity," said the deputy director, and turned to
    the telephone conversation that had just been connected. It was not a
    short conversation, but K., remained standing confused by the instrument
    all the time it was going on. It was only when the deputy director hung
    up that he was shocked into awareness and said, in order to partially
    excuse his standing there for no reason, "I've just received a telephone
    call, there's somewhere I need to go, but they forgot to tell me what
    time." "Ask them then," said the deputy director. "It's not that
    important," said K., although in that way his earlier excuse, already
    weak enough, was made even weaker. As he went, the deputy director
    continued to speak about other things. K. forced himself to answer, but
    his thoughts were mainly about that Sunday, how it would be best to get
    there for nine o'clock in the morning as that was the time that courts

    always start work on weekdays.

    The weather was dull on Sunday. K. was very tired, as he had
    stayed out drinking until late in the night celebrating with some of the
    regulars, and he had almost overslept. He dressed hurriedly, without
    the time to think and assemble the various plans he had worked out
    during the week. With no breakfast, he rushed to the suburb he had been
    told about. Oddly enough, although he had little time to look around
    him, he came across the three bank officials involved in his case,
    Rabensteiner, Kullich and Kaminer. The first two were travelling in a
    tram that went across K.'s route, but Kaminer sat on the terrace of a
    café and leant curiously over the wall as K. came over. All of them
    seemed to be looking at him, surprised at seeing their superior running;
    it was a kind of pride that made K. want to go on foot, this was his
    affair and the idea of any help from strangers, however slight, was
    repulsive to him, he also wanted to avoid asking for anyone's help

    because that would initiate them into the affair even if only slightly.
    And after all, he had no wish at all to humiliate himself before the
    committee by being too punctual. Anyway, now he was running so that he
    would get there by nine o'clock if at all possible, even though he had
    no appointment for this time.

    He had thought that he would recognise the building from a
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