1 It was a small, red-faced youth.
2 s uncle an elderly gentleman could be seen sitting beside a small table.
3 Most of them were small, one-windowed rooms where they also did the cooking.
4 was informed by telephone that there would be a small hearing concerning his case the following Sunday.
5 The first thing he saw in the small room was a large clock on the wall which already showed ten o'clock.
6 From where he sat, he could see just a small, triangular section of it, part of the empty walls of houses between two shop windows.
7 s Uncle Karl, a small country land owner, came into the room, pushing his way between two of the staff who were bringing in some papers.
8 Now, on a Sunday morning, most of the windows were occupied, men in their shirtsleeves leant out smoking, or carefully and gently held small children on the sills.
9 It was a long street, and spaced evenly along it were small shops below street level, selling various kinds of foodstuffs, which you reached by going down a few steps.
10 The yard he looked down into was small and rectangular, all around it were offices, all the windows were now dark and only those at the very top caught a reflection of the moon.
11 It was of no small importance for him, as this invitation from the deputy director, with whom he had never got on very well, meant that he was trying to improve his relations with him.
12 It was clearly the lawyer's office, fitted out with old, heavy furniture, as far as could be seen in the moonlight which now illuminated just a small, rectangular section of the floor by each of the three big windows.
13 "Sit down," she said, indicating the ottoman, while she herself remained standing by the bedpost despite the tiredness she had spoken of; she did not even take off her hat, which was small but decorated with an abundance of flowers.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter One Arrest - Conversation with Mrs. Grubach - ... 14 had been led there was a little table set at an angle on a very low podium which was as overcrowded as everywhere else, and behind the table, near the edge of the podium, sat a small, fat, wheezing man who was talking with someone behind him.
15 Each time he had any small break from the day's work he considered, without knowing exactly what he had in mind, that Mrs. Grubach's flat seemed to have been put into great disarray by the events of that morning, and that it was up to him to put it back into order.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter One Arrest - Conversation with Mrs. Grubach - ... 16 went over to the stairway to get to the room where the hearing was to take place, but then stood still again as besides these steps he could see three other stairway entrances, and there also seemed to be a small passageway at the end of the yard leading into a second yard.
17 Just before he reached the first landing he even had to wait a little while until a ball had finished its movement, two small lads with sly faces like grown-up scoundrels held him by his trouser-legs until it had; if he were to shake them off he would have to hurt them, and he was afraid of what noise they would make by shouting.
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