director had also spent several years. Whatever the cause, K. realised
that the possibility of communicating with the Italian had been largely
taken from him, even his French was difficult to understand, and his
moustache concealed the movements of his lips which might have offered
some help in understanding what he said. K. began to anticipate many
difficulties, he gave up trying to understand what the Italian
said--with the director there, who could understand him so easily, it
would have been pointless effort--and for the time being did no more
than scowl at the Italian as he relaxed sitting deep but comfortable in
the armchair, as he frequently pulled at his short, sharply tailored
jacket and at one time lifted his arms in the air and moved his hands
freely to try and depict something that K. could not grasp, even though
he was leaning forward and did not let the hands out of his sight. K.
had nothing to occupy himself but mechanically watch the exchange
between the two men and his tiredness finally made itself felt, to his
alarm, although fortunately in good time, he once caught himself nearly
getting up, turning round and leaving. Eventually the Italian looked at
the clock and jumped up. After taking his leave from the director he
turned to K., pressing himself so close to him that K. had to push his
chair back just so that he could move. The director had, no doubt, seen
the anxiety in K.'s eyes as he tried to cope with this dialect of
Italian, he joined in with this conversation in a way that was so
adroit and unobtrusive that he seemed to be adding no more than minor
comments, whereas in fact he was swiftly and patiently breaking into
what the Italian said so that K. could understand. K. learned in this
way that the Italian first had a few business matters to settle, that
he unfortunately had only a little time at his disposal, that he
certainly did not intend to rush round to see every monument in the
city, that he would much rather--at least as long as K. would agree, it
was entirely his decision--just see the cathedral and to do so
thoroughly. He was extremely pleased to be accompanied by someone who
was so learned and so pleasant--by this he meant K., who was occupied
not with listening to the Italian but the director--and asked if he
would be so kind, if the time was suitable, to meet him in the cathedral
in two hours' time at about ten o'clock. He hoped he would certainly be
able to be there at that time. K. made an appropriate reply, the Italian
shook first the director's hand and then K.'s, then the director's again
and went to the door, half turned to the two men who followed him and
continuing to talk without a break. K. remained together with the
director for a short while, although the director looked especially
unhappy today. He thought he needed to apologise to K. for something and
told him--they were standing intimately close together--he had thought
at first he would accompany the Italian himself, but then--he gave no
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