1 "Oh, I see," said the lawyer with a smile.
2 , looking at the businessman with a smile.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter Eight Block, the businessman - Dismissing the ... 3 smiled and twisted his hand round a little in her soft hands.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter Three In the empty Courtroom - The Student - The ... 4 Despite everything, he couldn't help smiling and slowly shook his head.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter Seven Lawyer - Manufacturer - Painter 5 had first approached had pulled himself together and even answered him with a smile.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter Three In the empty Courtroom - The Student - The ... 6 smiled and said, "And now the judge, right next to me, is giving a secret sign to someone among you."
7 That's a very sensible question," said the businessman with a smile, "it's only very rare that you see any progress in these proceedings at all.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter Eight Block, the businessman - Dismissing the ... 8 with a smile, "but she does have one major advantage over you, she knows nothing about my trial, and even if she did she wouldn't think about it."
9 "I'm afraid I'll only be able to stay a few minutes more," smiled the office director as he spread himself out in the armchair and looked at the clock.
10 remained standing quite close to him and said with a smile, "You're quite right, I am impatient, but the easiest way to settle this impatience would be if you left us."
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter Three In the empty Courtroom - The Student - The ... 11 Not for very long," said the businessman, and smiled again, "you can't forget about them entirely, I'm afraid, especially in the night when these thoughts come so easily.
The Trial By Franz KafkaContextHighlight In Chapter Eight Block, the businessman - Dismissing the ... 12 still had enough control of himself to turn away from the deputy director and direct his friendly, albeit stiff, smile only at the manufacturer, he made no other retaliation, bent down slightly and supported himself with both hands on his desk like a clerk, and watched as the two gentlemen, still talking, took the papers from his desk and disappeared into the manager's office.
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