The Trial by Franz Kafka Chapter 6 Page 39

- Office director �,” he said with his head on one side, pointing with a humble smile to an armchair near the bed. “I'm afraid I'll only be able to stay a few minutes more,” smiled the office director as he spread himself out in the armchair and looked at the clock. “Business calls. But I wouldn't want to miss the chance of meeting a friend of my friend.” He inclined his head slightly toward K.'s uncle, who seemed very happy with his new acquaintance, but he was not the sort of person to express his feelings of deference and responded to the office director's words with embarrassed, but loud, laughter. A horrible sight! K. was able to quietly watch everything as nobody paid any attention to him, the office director took over as leader of the conversation as seemed to be his habit once he had been called forward, the lawyer