The case won't be won by getting
excited, and please admit that my practical experience counts for
something, just as I have always and still do respect your experience,
even when it surprises me. You say that the family will also be
affected by this trial; I really can't see how, but that's beside the
point and I'm quite willing to follow your instructions in all of this.
Only, I don't see any advantage in staying in the country, not even for
you, as that would indicate flight and a sense of guilt. And besides,
although I am more subject to persecution if I stay in the city I can
also press the matter forward better here." "You're right," said his
uncle in a tone that seemed to indicate they were finally coming closer
to each other, "I just made the suggestion because, as I saw it, if you
stay in the city the case will be put in danger by your indifference to
it, and I thought it was better if I did the work for you. But will you
push things forward yourself with all your strength, if so, that will
naturally be far better." "We're agreed then," said K. "And do you have
any suggestions for what I should do next?" "Well, naturally I'll have
to think about it," said his uncle, "you must bear in mind that I've
been living in the country for twenty years now, almost without a
break, you lose your ability to deal with matters like this. But I do
have some important connections with several people who, I expect, know
their way around these things better than I do, and to contact them is a
matter of course. Out there in the country I've been getting out of
condition, I'm sure you're already aware of that. It's only at times
like this that you notice it yourself. And this affair of yours came
largely unexpected, although, oddly enough, I had expected something of
the sort after I'd read Erna's letter, and today when I saw your face I
knew it with almost total certainty. But all that is by the by, the
important thing now is, we have no time to lose." Even while he was
still speaking, K.'s uncle had stood on tiptoe to summon a taxi and now
he pulled K. into the car behind himself as he called out an address to
the driver. "We're going now to see Dr. Huld, the lawyer," he said, "we
were at school together. I'm sure you know the name, don't you? No? Well
that is odd. He's got a very good reputation as a defence barrister and
for working with the poor. But I esteem him especially as someone you
can trust." "It's alright with me, whatever you do," said K., although
he was made uneasy by the rushed and urgent way his uncle was dealing
with the matter. It was not very encouraging, as the accused, to be
taken to a lawyer for poor people. "I didn't know," he said, "that you
could take on a lawyer in matters like this." "Well of course you can,"
said his uncle, "that goes without saying. Why wouldn't you take on a
lawyer? And now, so that I'm properly instructed in this matter, tell me
what's been happening so far." K. instantly began telling his uncle
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