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He was informed, two or three hours later, that a certain intriguing priest, who for all that had not succeeded in making any headway among the Jesuits of Besancon, had taken his stand that morning outside the gate of the prison, in the street.
That morning he had already refused a visit from the priest, but the man had made up his mind to hear Julien's confession, and to make a name for himself among the young women of Besancon, on the strength of all the confidences which he would pretend to have received.
The thought of that mud-bespattered priest, drawing a crowd and creating a scandal, was torture to his soul.
He called two or three times, at intervals of an hour, for a turnkey who was devoted to him, to send him out to see whether the
priest
were still at the gate of the prison.
'Let this holy
priest
come in,' he said at length to the turnkey, and the sweat trickled in great drops from his brow.
The holy
priest
proved to be hideously ugly, and was even more foul with mud.
The
priest
tried to embrace Julien, and began to show emotion as he spoke to him.
A quarter of an hour after the
priest
had entered, Julien found himself a complete coward.
He was on the point of betraying himself by some sign of weakness, or of flinging himself upon the
priest
and strangling him with his chain, when it occurred to him to beg the holy man to go and say a good forty-franc mass for him, that very day.
As it was almost midday, the
priest
decamped.
I see a gothic cathedral, storied windows; my feeble heart imagines the
priest
from those windows ...My soul would understand him, my soul has need of him.
'But a true priest, a Massillon, a Fenelon.
The _Memoires de Saint-Simon_ have spoiled Fenelon for me; but still, a true
priest
...Then the tender hearts would have a meeting-place in this world ...We should not remain isolated ...This good
priest
would speak to us of God.
That evening, immediately upon leaving the prison, she summoned to her aunt's house the
priest
who had attached himself to Julien as to a prey; as he wished only to acquire a reputation among the young women belonging to the best society of Besancon, Madame de Renal easily persuaded him to go and offer a novena at the abbey of Bray-le-Haut.
It certainly would have been impossible for the
priest
to take a full step back from the balustrade, and, although there was no decoration on it, the top of the pulpit curved in exceptionally low so that a man of average height would not be able stand upright and would have to remain bent forward over the balustrade.
In all, it looked as if it had been intended to make the
priest
suffer, it was impossible to understand why this pulpit would be needed as there were also the other ones available which were large and so artistically decorated.
But under the pulpit - K. grinned in astonishment - there really was a
priest
standing with his hand on the handrail ready to climb the steps and looking at K. Then he nodded very slightly, so that K. crossed himself and genuflected as he should have done earlier.
With a little swing, the
priest
went up into the pulpit with short fast steps.
The
priest
- there was no doubt that he was a priest, a young man with a smooth, dark face - was clearly going up there just to put the lamp out after somebody had lit it by mistake.
But there had been no mistake, the
priest
seemed rather to check that the lamp was lit and turned it a little higher, then he slowly turned to face the front and leant down on the balustrade gripping its angular rail with both hands.
But K. would have to disturb that silence, he had no intention of staying there; if it was the
priest'
s duty to preach at a certain time regardless of the circumstances then he could, and he could do it without K.'s taking part, and K.'s presence would do nothing to augment the effect of it.
K. felt slightly abandoned as, probably observed by the priest, he walked by himself between the empty pews, and the size of the cathedral seemed to be just at the limit of what a man could bear.
He had nearly left the area covered by pews and was close to the empty space between himself and the exit when, for the first time, he heard the voice of the
priest.
But the
priest
was not calling out to the congregation, his cry was quite unambiguous and there was no escape from it, he called "Josef K.!"K. stood still and looked down at the floor.
But if he once turned round he would be trapped, then he would have acknowledged that he had understood perfectly well, that he really was the Josef K. the
priest
had called to and that he was willing to follow.
If the
priest
had called out again K. would certainly have carried on out the door, but everything was silent as K. also waited, he turned his head slightly as he wanted to see what the
priest
was doing now.
He did so, and the
priest
beckoned him with his finger.
At the front pews he stopped, but to the
priest
he still seemed too far away, he reached out his hand and pointed sharply down with his finger to a place immediately in front of the pulpit.
And K. did as he was told, standing in that place he had to bend his head a long way back just to see the
priest.
"You are Josef K.," said the priest, and raised his hand from the balustrade to make a gesture whose meaning was unclear.
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