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           Thethreeyoungpeoplehadputtheirhandsontheirhipsandwerelookingroundaimlessly.Everythingwasstill,likeinsomeofficethathasbeenforgottenabout."Now,gentlemen,"calledoutK.,andforamomentitseemedasifhewascarryingallofthemonhisshoulders,"itlookslikeyourbusinesswithmeisoverwith.Inmyopinion,it’sbestnowtostopwonderingaboutwhetheryou’reproceedingcorrectlyorincorrectly,andtobringthemattertoapeacefulclosewithamutualhandshake.Ifyouareofthesameopinion,thenplease..."andhewalkeduptothesupervisor’sdeskandheldouthishandtohim.Thesupervisorraisedhiseyes,bithislipandlookedatK.’soutstretchedhand;Kstillbelievedthesupervisorwoulddoashesuggested.Butinstead,hestoodup,pickedupahardroundhatthatwaslayingonMissBürstner’sbedandputitcarefullyontohishead,usingbothhandsasiftryingonanewhat."Everythingseemssosimpletoyou,doesn’tit,"hesaidtoK.ashedidso,"soyouthinkweshouldbringthemattertoapeacefulclose,doyou.No,no,thatwon’tdo.Mindyou,ontheotherhandIcertainlywouldn’twantyoutothinkthere’snohopeforyou.No,whyshouldyouthinkthat?You’resimplyunderarrest,nothingmorethanthat.That’swhatIhadtotellyou,that’swhatI’vedoneandnowI’veseenhowyou’vetakenit.That’senoughforonedayandwecantakeourleaveofeachother,forthetimebeingatleast.Iexpectyou’llwanttogointothebanknow,won’tyou.""Intothebank?"askedK.