half past eleven
It was also her fault that he had not had any dinner that evening and that he had been unable to visit Elsa as he had intended . He could still make up for both of those things , though , if he went to the wine bar where Elsa worked . He wanted to do so even later , after the discussion with Miss Bürstner . It was already gone half past eleven when someone could be heard in the stairway . K. , who had been lost in his thoughts in the hallway , walking up and down loudly as if it were his own room , fled behind his door . Miss Bürstner had arrived . Shivering , she pulled a silk shawl over her slender shoulders as she locked the door .