thinking about your trial?” she added slowly. “No, not at all,” said K., “I probably even think too little about it.” “That's not the mistake you're making,” said Leni, “you're too unyielding, that's what I've heard.” “Who said that?” asked K., he felt her body against his chest and looked down on her rich, dark, tightly-bound hair.

“I'd be saying too much if I told you that,” answered Leni. “Please don't ask for names, but do stop making these mistakes of yours, stop being so unyielding, there's nothing you can do to defend yourself from this court, you have to confess. So confess to them as soon as you get the chance. It's only then that they give you the chance to get away, not till then. Only, without help from outside even that's