there under any circumstances! And it certainly won't be easy to take
advice from a lad like that. Still, it's up to you. Here's the letter of
recommendation and here's the address."
Disappointed, K. took the letter and put it in his pocket. Even at
best, the advantage he might derive from this recommendation was
incomparably smaller than the damage that lay in the fact of the
manufacturer knowing about his trial, and that the painter was spreading
the news about. It was all he could manage to give the manufacturer, who
was already on his way to the door, a few words of thanks. "I'll go
there," he said as he took his leave of the manufacturer at the door,
"or, as I'm very busy at present, I'll write to him, perhaps he would
like to come to me in my office some time." "I was sure you'd find the
best solution," said the manufacturer. "Although I had thought you'd
prefer to avoid inviting people like this Titorelli to the bank and
talking about the trial here. And it's not always a good idea to send
letters to people like Titorelli, you don't know what might happen to
them. But you're bound to have thought everything through and you know
what you can and can't do." K. nodded and accompanied the manufacturer
on through the ante-room. But despite seeming calm on the outside he was
actually very shocked; he had told the manufacturer he would write to
Titorelli only to show him in some way that he valued his
recommendations and would consider the opportunity to speak with
Titorelli without delay, but if he had thought Titorelli could offer any
worthwhile assistance he would not have delayed. But it was only the
manufacturer's comment that made K. realise what dangers that could lead
to. Was he really able to rely on his own understanding so little? If it
was possible that he might invite a questionable character into the bank
with a clear letter, and ask advice from him about his trial, separated
from the deputy director by no more than a door, was it not possible or
even very likely that there were also other dangers he had failed to see
or that he was even running towards? There was not always someone
beside him to warn him. And just now, just when he would have to act
with all the strength he could muster, now a number of doubts of a sort
he had never before known had presented themselves and affected his own
vigilance! The difficulties he had been feeling in carrying out his
office work; were they now going to affect the trial too? Now, at least,
he found himself quite unable to understand how he could have intended
to write to Titorelli and invite him into the bank.
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