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In
this
way
they
quickly
left
the
built
up
area
and
found
themselves
in
the
fields
which
,
in
this
part
of
town
,
began
almost
without
any
transition
zone
.
There
was
a
quarry
,
empty
and
abandoned
,
near
a
building
which
was
still
like
those
in
the
city
.
Here
the
men
stopped
,
perhaps
because
this
had
always
been
their
destination
or
perhaps
because
they
were
too
exhausted
to
run
any
further
.
Here
they
released
their
hold
on
K.
,
who
just
waited
in
silence
,
and
took
their
top
hats
off
while
they
looked
round
the
quarry
and
wiped
the
sweat
off
their
brows
with
their
handkerchiefs
.
The
moonlight
lay
everywhere
with
the
natural
peace
that
is
granted
to
no
other
light
.
After
exchanging
a
few
courtesies
about
who
was
to
carry
out
the
next
tasks
-
the
gentlemen
did
not
seem
to
have
been
allocated
specific
functions
-
one
of
them
went
to
K.
and
took
his
coat
,
his
waistcoat
,
and
finally
his
shirt
off
him
.
K.
made
an
involuntary
shiver
,
at
which
the
gentleman
gave
him
a
gentle
,
reassuring
tap
on
the
back
.
Then
he
carefully
folded
the
things
up
as
if
they
would
still
be
needed
,
even
if
not
in
the
near
future
.
He
did
not
want
to
expose
K.
to
the
chilly
night
air
without
moving
though
,
so
he
took
him
under
the
arm
and
walked
up
and
down
with
him
a
little
way
while
the
other
gentleman
looked
round
the
quarry
for
a
suitable
place
.
When
he
had
found
it
he
made
a
sign
and
the
other
gentleman
escorted
him
there
.
It
was
near
the
rockface
,
there
was
a
stone
lying
there
that
had
broken
loose
.
The
gentlemen
sat
K.
down
on
the
ground
,
leant
him
against
the
stone
and
settled
his
head
down
on
the
top
of
it
.
Despite
all
the
effort
they
went
to
,
and
despite
all
the
co-operation
shown
by
K.
,
his
demeanour
seemed
very
forced
and
hard
to
believe
.
So
one
of
the
gentlemen
asked
the
other
to
grant
him
a
short
time
while
he
put
K.
in
position
by
himself
,
but
even
that
did
nothing
to
make
it
better
.
In
the
end
they
left
K.
in
a
position
that
was
far
from
the
best
of
the
ones
they
had
tried
so
far
.
Then
one
of
the
gentlemen
opened
his
frock
coat
and
from
a
sheath
hanging
on
a
belt
stretched
across
his
waistcoat
he
withdrew
a
long
,
thin
,
double-edged
butcher
's
knife
which
he
held
up
in
the
light
to
test
its
sharpness
.
The
repulsive
courtesies
began
once
again
,
one
of
them
passed
the
knife
over
K.
to
the
other
,
who
then
passed
it
back
over
K.
to
the
first
.
K.
now
knew
it
would
be
his
duty
to
take
the
knife
as
it
passed
from
hand
to
hand
above
him
and
thrust
it
into
himself
.
But
he
did
not
do
it
,
instead
he
twisted
his
neck
,
which
was
still
free
,
and
looked
around
.
He
was
not
able
to
show
his
full
worth
,
was
not
able
to
take
all
the
work
from
the
official
bodies
,
he
lacked
the
rest
of
the
strength
he
needed
and
this
final
shortcoming
was
the
fault
of
whoever
had
denied
it
to
him
.
As
he
looked
round
,
he
saw
the
top
floor
of
the
building
next
to
the
quarry
.
He
saw
how
a
light
flickered
on
and
the
two
halves
of
a
window
opened
out
,
somebody
,
made
weak
and
thin
by
the
height
and
the
distance
,
leant
suddenly
far
out
from
it
and
stretched
his
arms
out
even
further
Who
was
that
?
A
friend
?
A
good
person
?
Somebody
who
was
taking
part
?
Somebody
who
wanted
to
help
?
Was
he
alone
?
Was
it
everyone
?
Would
anyone
help
?
Were
there
objections
that
had
been
forgotten
?
There
must
have
been
some
.
The
logic
can
not
be
refuted
,
but
someone
who
wants
to
live
will
not
resist
it
.
Where
was
the
judge
he
'd
never
seen
?
Where
was
the
high
court
he
had
never
reached
?
He
raised
both
hands
and
spread
out
all
his
fingers
.
But
the
hands
of
one
of
the
gentleman
were
laid
on
K.
's
throat
,
while
the
other
pushed
the
knife
deep
into
his
heart
and
twisted
it
there
,
twice
.
As
his
eyesight
failed
,
K.
saw
the
two
gentlemen
cheek
by
cheek
,
close
in
front
of
his
face
,
watching
the
result
.
"
Like
a
dog
!
"
he
said
,
it
was
as
if
the
shame
of
it
should
outlive
him
.