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Well, for the cost of hiring that window, which of those two worthies will rob the other?'
Perhaps there was a little more space in there than usual today, but if so it was not immediately obvious, especially as the main difference was the presence of a man sitting by the open window with a book from which he now looked up.
Through the open window he noticed the old woman again, who had come close to the window opposite so that she could continue to see everything.
"No," said the man at the window, who threw his book down on a coffee table and stood up.
K. wanted to sit down, but then he saw that, apart from the chair by the window, there was nowhere anywhere in the room where he could sit.
He stayed like that until he was startled out of it by the shout of the policeman who sat at the little table at the open window and, as K. now saw, was eating his breakfast.
He walked up and down the free space in the room a couple of times, across the street he could see the old woman who, now, had pulled an old man, much older than herself, up to the window and had her arms around him.
If nobody believed him, and in this case that would be understandable, he could bring Mrs. Grubach in as a witness, or even the old pair from across the street, who probably even now were on their way over to the window opposite.
Hung up on the handle of the open window was a white blouse.
At the window across the street, there was the old pair again, although now their number had increased, as behind them, and far taller than they were, stood a man with an open shirt that showed his chest and a reddish goatee beard which he squeezed and twisted with his fingers.
"No, I don't want to any more," said K., and went over to the window.
Across the street, the people were still there at the window, and it was only now that K. had gone up to his window that they seemed to become uneasy about quietly watching what was going on.
They did not disappear entirely, though, but seemed to be waiting for the moment when they could come back to the window without being noticed.
K. looked round the room, it looked exactly as it usually did, the breakfast dishes, which had been on the table by the window that morning, had already been cleared away.
As far as could be seen, everything was indeed in its place, not even the blouse was hanging on the window handle.
Hanging on the handle of the window is a white blouse - I just mention that by the way.
The student, in contrast, seemed to take no notice of K. at all, he merely withdrew his finger from his beard long enough to beckon to the woman and went over to the window, the woman leant over to K. and whispered, "Don't be cross with me, please don't, and please don't think ill of me either, I've got to go to him now, to this horrible man, just look at his bent legs.
She stroked K.'s hand once more, jumped up and ran over to the window.
And it would be empty because she belonged to K., because this woman at the window, this lush, supple, warm body in its sombre clothes of rough, heavy material belonged to him, totally to him and to him alone.
Once he had settled his thoughts towards the woman in this way, he began to find the quiet conversation at the window was taking too long, he rapped on the podium with his knuckles, and then even with his fist.
K., at the bank, had a big office with an ante-room, and had an enormous window through which he could look down at the activity in the square.
The girl noticed it straight away, and to make the air fresher for K., she took a window pole that was leaning against the wall and pushed open a small hatch directly above K.'s head that led to the outside.
He began to walk up and down the room between the window and the door, thus depriving Mrs. Grubach of the chance to leave, which she otherwise probably would have done.
The room was long but narrow with one window.
There was only enough space available to put two cupboards at an angle in the corner by the door, and the rest of the room was entirely taken up with the long dining table which started by the door and reached all the way to the great window, which was thus made almost inaccessible.
When K. entered, Miss Montag came towards him from the window along one side of the table.
But Miss Montag stood straight up again as she had left her handbag on the window sill and went to fetch it; she shuffled down the whole length of the room.
He stood slowly up, looked at her, then across the table, then out the window - the house opposite stood there in the sun - and went to the door.
He did not want to become involved with a conversation with them, and so he leant out of the window.
Now, K. remained at the window, he did not dare go back into the junk room, and he did not want to go home either.
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