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Franz Kafka - The Trial

Franz Kafka - The Trial

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Published by: Sithu Aung on Aug 15, 2010
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The Trial
Kafka, Franz(Translator: David Wyllie)
Fiction, Fantasy, Horror
About Kafka:
Franz Kafka was one of the major German-language fiction writers of the 20th century. A middle-class Jew based in Prague, his unique body of writing — many incomplete and most published posthumously — has become amongst the most influential in Western literature. Kafka'sworks – including the stories Das Urteil (1913, "The Judgement"), In derStrafkolonie (1920, "In the Penal Colony"); the novella Die Verwandlung("The Metamorphosis"); and unfinished novels Der Prozess ("The Trial")and Das Schloß ("The Castle") – have come to embody the blend of ab-surd, surreal and mundane which gave rise to the adjective "kafkaesque".Source: Wikipedia
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Arrest - Conversation with Mrs. Grubach - Then MissBürstner
Someone must have been telling lies about Josef K., he knew he haddone nothing wrong but, one morning, he was arrested. Every day ateight in the morning he was brought his breakfast by Mrs. Grubach'scook - Mrs. Grubach was his landlady - but today she didn't come. Thathad never happened before. K. waited a little while, looked from his pil-low at the old woman who lived opposite and who was watching himwith an inquisitiveness quite unusual for her, and finally, both hungryand disconcerted, rang the bell. There was immediately a knock at thedoor and a man entered. He had never seen the man in this house before.He was slim but firmly built, his clothes were black and close-fitting,with many folds and pockets, buckles and buttons and a belt, all of which gave the impression of being very practical but without making itvery clear what they were actually for. "Who are you?" asked K., sittinghalf upright in his bed. The man, however, ignored the question as if hisarrival simply had to be accepted, and merely replied, "You rang?""Anna should have brought me my breakfast," said K. He tried to workout who the man actually was, first in silence, just through observationand by thinking about it, but the man didn't stay still to be looked at forvery long. Instead he went over to the door, opened it slightly, and saidto someone who was clearly standing immediately behind it, "He wantsAnna to bring him his breakfast." There was a little laughter in the neigh- bouring room, it was not clear from the sound of it whether there wereseveral people laughing. The strange man could not have learned any-thing from it that he hadn't known already, but now he said to K., as if making his report "It is not possible." "It would be the first time that'shappened," said K., as he jumped out of bed and quickly pulled on histrousers. "I want to see who that is in the next room, and why it is thatMrs. Grubach has let me be disturbed in this way." It immediately oc-curred to him that he needn't have said this out loud, and that he must to

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