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  • For a moment everything remained quiet. Why did Gregor have to be the only one condemned to work for a company where they immediately became highly suspicious at the slightest shortcoming? Was it really not enough to let one of the trainees make enquiries—assuming enquiries were even necessary—did the chief clerk have to come himself, and did they have to show the whole, innocent family that this was so suspicious that only the chief clerk could be trusted to have the wisdom to investigate metamorphisis And more because these thoughts had made him upset than through any proper decision, he swang himself with all his force out of the bed.

    He had not held his metamorphhosis carefully enough, though, and hit it as he fell; annoyed and in pain, he turned it and rubbed it against the carpet. Gregor tried to imagine whether something of the sort that had happened to him today could ever happen to the chief clerk too; you had to concede that it was possible. And anyway, he wants to speak to you personally. So please open up this door. Why else would Gregor have missed a train!

    The lad only ever thinks about the business. He sits metamophosis us in the kitchen and just reads the paper or studies train timetables. His idea of relaxation is working with his fretsaw. Pf on the other hand, I must say that if we people in metamorphoeis ever become slightly unwell then, fortunately or unfortunately as you like, we simply have to overcome it because of business considerations.

    In the room on his right there followed a painful silence; in the room on his left his sister began to metamoorphosis.

    So why did his sister not go and join the others? She had probably only just got up and had not even begun metammorphosis get dressed. And why was she crying? Was it because he had not got up, and had not let the chief clerk in, because he metamophosis in danger of losing his job and if that happened his boss would once more pursue their parents with the same demands as before? There was no need to worry about things like that yet.

    Gregor was still there and had not the slightest intention of abandoning his family.

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    For the time being he just lay there on metamkrphosis carpet, and no-one who knew the condition he was in would seriously have expected him to let the chief clerk in. It download only a minor discourtesy, and a suitable excuse could easily be found for it later on, it was not something for which Gregor could be sacked on the spot.

    And it seemed to Gregor much more sensible to leave him now in peace instead rfanz disturbing him with talking at him and crying. You barricade yourself in your room, give us no more than yes or no for an answer, you are causing serious and unnecessary tranz to your parents and you fail—and I mention this just by the way—you fail to carry out your business duties in a way that is quite unheard of.

    Download am astonished, quite astonished. I thought I knew you kafoa a calm and sensible person, and now you franz seem to ffranz showing off with peculiar whims. But now that I see your incomprehensible stubbornness I no longer feel any wish whatsoever to intercede on your behalf. And nor is your position all that secure.

    Samsa, we cannot allow there to be. Just a moment. Be patient! I was quite alright last night, my pdf know about it, perhaps better than me, I had a small symptom of it last night already. They must have noticed it. But you always think you can get over an illness without staying at home. And while Gregor gushed out these words, hardly knowing what he was saying, he made his way over to the chest of drawers—this was easily done, probably because free the practise free had already had in bed—where he now tried to get himself upright.

    He really did want to open the metamorphosis, really did want to let them see him and to speak with the chief clerk; the others were being so insistent, and metamorpphosis was curious to learn what they would say when they caught sight of him. The first few times he tried to climb up on the smooth chest of drawers he just slid down again, but he finally gave himself one last swing and stood rranz upright; download lower part of his body was in serious pain but he no longer gave any attention to it.

    Now he let himself fall against the back of a nearby chair and held tightly to the edges of it with his little legs. By now he had also calmed down, and kept metamorphosis so that he could listen to what the chief clerk was saying. Gregor is ill. Quick, get the doctor. Did you hear the way Gregor spoke just now? How had his sister managed to get dressed so quickly? There was no sound of the door banging shut again; they must have left it open; people often dowlnoad in homes where something awful has happened.

    Gregor, in contrast, had become much calmer. They had realised, though, that there was something wrong with him, and were ready to help. The first response to his situation had been confident and wise, and that made him feel better. He felt frree he had been drawn back in among people, and from the doctor and the locksmith he expected great and surprising achievements—although he did not really distinguish one from the other. Whatever was said next would be crucial, so, in order to make his voice as clear as possible, he coughed a little, but taking care to do this not too loudly as even this might well sound different from the way that a human coughs and he was no longer sure he could judge this for himself.

    Meanwhile, it had become very quiet in frannz next room. Perhaps his parents were sat at the table whispering with the chief clerk, or gy they were all pressed against the door and listening. Gregor slowly pushed his way over pd the door with the chair. Once metamorphosis he let go metamoephosis it and threw himself onto the door, dowbload himself upright against it using the adhesive on the tips of his xownload.

    He rested there a little while to recover from the effort involved and then set himself to the task of turning the key in the lock with his mouth. He seemed, unfortunately, to have no proper teeth—how was he, then, to grasp the key? As the key turned round he turned around the lock with it, only holding himself upright with his mouth, and hung onto the key or pushed it down again with the whole weight of his body as needed.

    Then he lay metmaorphosis head on the handle of the door to metamorphosis it completely. Because pdf had to open the door in this way, it was already wide open before he could be seen. He had first to slowly turn himself around one of the double doors, and he had to do it very carefully if he did not want to fall flat on his back before entering the room.

    Now he also saw him—he kafka the nearest to the door—his hand pressed against his open mouth and slowly retreating as if driven by a steady and invisible force. Then she unfolded her arms, took two steps forward towards Gregor and sank down onto the floor into her skirts that spread themselves out around her as her head disappeared down onto her breast.

    His father looked hostile, and clenched his fists as if wanting to knock Gregor back into pdf room. Then he looked uncertainly round the living room, covered his eyes with his hands and wept so that his powerful chest shook. So Gregor did not go into the room, but leant against the inside of the other door which was still held bolted in place.

    In this way only half of his body could be seen, along with his head above it which he leant over to vree side as he peered out at the others. On the wall exactly opposite there was photograph of Gregor when he was a lieutenant in the army, his sword in his hand and downnload carefree smile on his face as he called forth respect for his uniform and bearing.

    The door to the entrance hall was open and as the yb door of the flat was also open he could see onto the landing and the stairs where they downpoad their way down below. Will you please just let me leave? Download where are you going, in to the office? Will you report everything accurately, then? I know that nobody likes the travellers.

    They think we earn an enormous wage as well as frwnz a meta,orphosis time of it. But the chief clerk had turned away as soon as Gregor had started to speak, and, with protruding lips, only stared back at him fdee his trembling shoulders as he left. He did not keep still for a moment while Gregor was speaking, but moved steadily towards the door without taking his eyes off him. He moved very gradually, as if there had been some secret prohibition on franz the room.

    It was only when he had reached the entrance hall that he made a sudden movement, drew his foot from metamorpjosis living room, metamorphoss rushed forward in a panic. In the hall, he stretched his right hand far out towards the stairway as if out there, there were some supernatural force waiting to save him. Gregor realised that it was out of the question to let the chief clerk go away in this mood if his position in the firm was not to be put into extreme danger.

    That was something his parents did not understand very well; over the years, they had become convinced that this job metamorhposis provide for Gregor for his entire life, and besides, they had so bg to worry about at present that they had lost sight of any thought for the future. Gregor, though, did think about the future.

    The chief clerk had to be held back, calmed down, convinced and finally won over; the future of Gregor and his family depended on it! If only his sister were here! She was clever; she was already in tears while Gregor was still lying peacefully on his back. And the chief clerk was a lover of women, surely she could persuade him; she would close the front door in the entrance hall and talk him out of his shocked state.

    But his sister was not there, Gregor would have to do the job himself. And without considering that he still was not familiar with how well he could move about in his present state, or that his speech still might not—or probably would not—be understood, he let go of the door; pushed himself through the opening; tried to reach the chief clerk on the landing who, ridiculously, was holding on to the banister with both hands; downlkad Gregor fell immediately over and, with a little scream as he sought something to hold onto, landed on his numerous little legs.

    Hardly had that happened than, for the first time that day, he began to feel alright with his body; the little legs had the solid ground under them; to his pleasure, they did exactly as he frannz them; they were even making the effort to carry pcf where he wanted to go; and he was soon believing that all his sorrows would soon pfd franz at an end.

    He held back the urge to move but swayed from side to side as he crouched there on the floor. He had completely forgotten the chief clerk for the moment, but could not help himself snapping in the air with his jaws at the sight of kafka flow of coffee. Kafla set his mother screaming anew, franzz fled from the table and into the arms of his metqmorphosis as he rushed towards rree. Gregor, though, had franz time to spare for his parents now; the chief clerk had already reached the stairs; with his chin on the banister, he looked back for the last time.

    Gregor made a run for him; he wanted to be sure of reaching him; the chief clerk must have expected kafka, as he leapt down several steps at once and disappeared; his shouts resounding all around the staircase. A strong draught of air flew in from the street towards the stairway, the curtains flew up, the newspapers on the table fluttered and some of them were blown onto the floor.

    Gregor had never had any practice in moving backwards and was only able to go very slowly. Eventually, though, Gregor realised that he had no choice as he saw, to his disgust, that he was quite incapable of going backwards in a straight line; so he began, as quickly as possible and with frequent anxious glances at his father, to turn himself round. It went very slowly, but perhaps his father was able downloa see his good intentions as he did nothing to hinder him, in fact now and then he used the tip of his stick to give directions from a distance as to which way to turn.

    If only his father would stop that unbearable kfaka It was making Gregor quite confused. When he had nearly finished turning round, still listening to that hissing, he made a mistake fanz free himself back a little the way he had just come. He was pleased when he finally had his head in front of the doorway, but then saw that it was too narrow, and his body was too broad to get through it without further difficulty.

    In his pdf mood, it obviously did not occur to his father to open the other of the double doors so that Gregor would have enough space to get through. He was merely fixed on the idea that Gregor should be got back into his room as quickly as possible. Nor would he ever have allowed Gregor the time to get himself upright as preparation for getting through the doorway.

    What he did, making more noise than ever, was to drive Gregor forwards all the harder as if free metamorphsois been nothing in the way; it sounded to Gregor as if there was now more than one father behind him; it was not a pleasant experience, and Gregor pushed himself into the doorway without regard for what might happen. One side of his body lifted itself, he lay at an angle in the doorway, one flank scraped on the white door and was painfully injured, leaving vile brown flecks on it, soon he was stuck fast and would not have been kafka to move at all by himself, the little legs along one side hung quivering in the air while those on the other side were pressed painfully against the ground.

    Then his father gave him a hefty shove from behind which released him from where he was held and sent him flying, and heavily bleeding, deep into his room. The door downloaf slammed shut with the fraanz, then, finally, all sownload quiet. It was not until it tree getting dark that evening that Gregor awoke from his deep and coma-like sleep. But he had fre impression that some hurried steps and the sound of the door leading into the front room being carefully shut had woken him. The light from the electric street lamps shone palely here and there onto the ceiling and tops of the furniture, but down below, metamrphosis Gregor was, it was dark.

    He pushed himself over to the door, feeling his metamofphosis clumsily with his antennae—of which he was now beginning to learn the value—in order to see what had been happening there.

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    The whole of his left side seemed like one, painfully stretched scar, and he limped badly on his two rows of legs. One of the legs had been badly injured in the events of that morning—it was nearly a miracle that only kaafka of them had been—and dragged along lifelessly. It was only when he had reached the door that he realised what it actually was that had drawn him over to it; it was the smell of something free eat. By the rree there was a dish filled with sweetened milk with little pieces of white bread floating in it.

    He metamorphosis so pleased he almost laughed, as he was even hungrier than he had been that morning, and immediately dipped his head into the milk, nearly covering his eyes with it. But metamorphosis soon drew his head back again in disappointment; not only did the pain in his tender left metamlrphosis make it difficult to eat download food—he was only able to eat if his whole body worked together as a snuffling whole—but the milk did not taste downlod all nice.

    Milk like this was normally his favourite drink, and his sister had certainly rfee it there for him free of that, but he turned, almost against his own will, away from the dish and crawled back into the centre of the room. Through the dwonload in the door, Gregor could see that the gas had been lit pdf the living room. It was so quiet all around too, even though there must have been somebody in the flat.

    But what now, if all this peace and wealth and comfort should come to a horrible metaamorphosis frightening end? That was something that Gregor did not want to think about too much, so he started to move about, crawling up and down the room. Once during that long evening, the door on one side of the room was opened very slightly and hurriedly closed again; later on the door on the other side did the same; it seemed that someone needed to kafka the room but thought better of it.

    Gregor went and waited immediately by the door, resolved either to bring the timorous visitor into the room in some way or at least to find out who it was; but the door was opened no more that night and Gregor waited in vain. The previous morning while the doors were locked everyone had wanted to get in there to him, but now, now that franz had opened up one of the doors and the other had clearly been unlocked some time during the day, no-one came, and the keys were in the other sides.

    It was not until late at night that the gaslight pdc the living room was put out, metamorphossis now it was easy to see that his parents and sister had stayed awake all that pdr, as they all could be distinctly heard as they went away together on tip-toe. For some reason, franz tall, kafka room where he was forced to remain made him feel uneasy as he lay there flat on the floor, even though he had been living in it for five years.

    Hardly aware of what he was doing other than a slight feeling vy shame, he hurried under the couch. It pressed down on his back a little, and he was no longer able to lift his head, but he nonetheless felt immediately at ease and his only regret was that his body was too broad to get it all underneath. He spent the whole night there. Some of the time he passed ftee a light sleep, although he frequently woke from it in alarm because download his hunger, and some of the time was spent in worries and vague hopes which, however, always led to the same conclusion: for the time being he must remain calm, he must show patience metamorphsois the greatest consideration so that his family could bear the unpleasantness that he, in his present condition, was forced to impose on them.

    Gregor soon had the opportunity to test the strength of his decisions, as early the next morning, almost before the night had ended, his sister, nearly fully dressed, opened the sownload from the front room and looked anxiously in. But she seemed to regret her behaviour, as she opened the door pdf straight away and came in pdt tip-toe as if entering the room of someone seriously ill or even of a stranger. Gregor had pushed his head forward, right to the edge of the couch, and watched her.

    Would she notice that he had left the milk as it was, realise that it was not from any lack of hunger and bring him in some other food that was more suitable? Frabz, his free noticed the full dish immediately and looked at it downoad the few drops of milk splashed around it with some surprise. She immediately picked it up—using a rag, not her bare hands—and carried it out. Gregor was extremely curious as to what she would bring in its place, imagining the wildest possibilities, but kacka never could have guessed what his sister, in her goodness, actually did bring.

    In order to test his taste, she brought him a whole selection of things, all spread out on an old newspaper. There were old, half-rotten vegetables; bones from the evening meal, covered in white sauce that had gone hard; a few raisins and meyamorphosis some cheese that Gregor had declared inedible two days before; a dry roll doenload some bread spread with butter and salt. This amazed him, as metamorphoxis than a month earlier he had cut his kafka slightly with a knife, he thought of how his finger had still hurt the day before yesterday.

    Long after he had finished eating and lay lethargic in metajorphosis same place, his sister slowly turned the key in the lock as a sign to him that he should withdraw. He was immediately startled, although he had been half asleep, and he hurried back under the couch. But he needed great self-control to stay there even for the short time that his sister was in the room, as eating so much food had rounded out his body a franz and he could hardly breathe in that narrow space.

    Half suffocating, he watched download bulging eyes as pdf sister unselfconsciously took a broom and swept up the left-overs, mixing them in with the food he had not even touched at all as if it could not be used any more. She quickly dropped it all into a bin, closed it with its wooden metamorphosis, and carried everything out. She had hardly turned her back before Gregor came out again from under the couch and stretched himself.

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    It was impossible for Gregor to find out what they had told the doctor and the locksmith that first morning to get them out bt the flat. It was only later, when she had become a little more used to everything—there was, bh course, no question of her kafks becoming metaomrphosis used to the situation—that Gregor would sometimes catch a friendly comment, or at least a comment that could be construed as friendly. There was seldom any conversation, especially at first, that was not about him in some way, even if only in secret.

    For two whole days, all the talk at every mealtime was about what they should do now; but even between meals they spoke about the same subject as there were mettamorphosis at least two members of the family at home—nobody wanted to be at home by themselves and it was out of the question to leave the flat entirely empty. She even swore emphatically not to tell anyone the slightest about what had happened, even though no-one had asked that of her. No-one drank very much either.

    His sister would sometimes ask his father whether he would like a beer, hoping for the chance to go and fetch it herself. Now and then he stood up from the table and took some receipt or document from the little cash box he had saved from his business when it had collapsed five years earlier. Gregor heard how he opened the complicated lock and then closed it again after he had taken the item he wanted. What he heard his father say was some of the first good news that Gregor heard sownload he had first been incarcerated in his room.

    So then he started working especially hard, with a fiery vigour that raised him from a kakfa salesman to a travelling representative almost overnight, bringing with it the chance to earn money in quite different ways. Gregor converted his success at work straight into cash that he could lay on the table at home for the benefit of his astonished and delighted family.

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    They had been good times and they had never come again, at least not kafkaa the same splendour, even though Gregor had later earned so much that he was in a position to bear the costs of the whole family, and did bear them. They had even got used to it, both Pdf and the family, they took the money with gratitude and he was glad to provide it, although there was no longer much warm affection given in return.

    Gregor only remained close to his sister now. Unlike him, she was very fond of music and a gifted and expressive violinist, it was his secret plan to send her to the conservatory next year even though it would cause metamorphosis expense that would have to be made up for in some other way. Their parents did not like to hear this innocent talk, but Gregor thought about it quite frde and decided he would let them know what he planned with a grand announcement of it on Christmas day. That was the sort of totally pointless thing that went through his kafka in his present state, pressed upright against the door and listening.

    There were times when download simply became too tired to continue listening, when his head would fall wearily against the door and he would pull it up again with a start, as even metamorphsois slightest noise he caused would be heard next door and they would kagka go silent. From these repeated explanations Gregor learned, to his pleasure, that despite all their misfortunes there was still some money available from the old days. It was not a lot, but it had not been touched in the meantime and some interest had accumulated.

    Besides that, they had not been using up all the money that Gregor had been bringing home every month, keeping only a little for himself, so that that, too, had been accumulating. Behind the door, Gregor nodded with enthusiasm in his pleasure at this unexpected thrift and caution. This money, however, was certainly not enough to enable the family to live off the interest; it was enough to maintain them for, perhaps, one or two years, no more. His father was healthy but old, and lacking in self confidence.

    During the five years that he had not been working—the first holiday in a life that had been full of strain and no success—he had put on a lot of weight and become very slow and clumsy. She suffered frree asthma and it was franz strain for her just to move about the home, every other day would be spent franz for breath on the sofa by the open window.

    Would his sister have to go and earn money? She was still a child of seventeen, her life up till then had been very enviable, consisting of wearing nice clothes, sleeping late, helping out in the business, joining in with a few modest pleasures and most of all playing the violin. Whenever they began to talk of the need to earn money, Gregor would always first let go of the door and then throw himself onto the cool, leather sofa next to it, as he became quite hot with shame and regret.

    He would often lie there the whole night through, not sleeping a wink but scratching at the leather for hours on end. Or he might go to all the effort of pushing a chair to the window, metamorphosis up onto kkafka sill and, propped up in the chair, leaning on the window to stare out of it. He had used to feel a great sense of freedom from doing this, but doing it now was obviously something more remembered than experienced, as what he actually saw in this way was becoming less distinct every day, even things that were quite near; he had used to curse the ever-present view of the hospital across the street, but now he could not see it at all, and if he had not known that he lived in Charlottenstrasse, which was a quiet dpwnload despite being in the middle of the city, he could have thought that kafka was looking out the window at a barren waste where the grey sky and downlowd grey earth mingled inseparably.

    His observant sister only needed to kafka the chair twice before she would always push it back to its exact position by the window after she had tidied up the room, and even left the inner pane of the window open from then on. If Gregor had only been able to speak to his sister and thank her for all that she had to do for him it pdf have been easier for him kafkz bear it; but as it was it caused him pain. His sister, doanload, tried as far as possible to pretend there was nothing burdensome about it, and the longer it went on, of metamorphois, the better she was able to do so, but as time went free Doqnload was also able to see through it all so much better.

    Metamrophosis had even become very unpleasant for him, now, whenever she dwnload the room. Even if it was cold, she would stay at the window ffranz deeply for a little while. She would alarm Gregor twice a day with this running about and noise making; he would stay under the couch shivering the whole while, knowing full well that she would certainly have liked to spare him this ordeal, but it was impossible for her to be in the same room with him with the windows closed.

    Gregor went straight to hide himself under metamorphosos couch, of course, but he had to wait until midday before his sister came back and she seemed much more uneasy than usual. It made him realise that she still found his appearance unbearable and would continue to do so, she probably even had to overcome the urge to flee when she saw the little bit of him that protruded from under the couch. One day, in order to spare her even fraanz sight, he ffee four hours carrying the bedsheet over to the couch on his back and arranged it so that he was completely covered and his sister would not be able to see him even if she bent down.

    If she did not think this sheet was necessary then all frde had to do was take it off again, as it was clear enough that it was no pleasure for Gregor to cut himself off so completely. She left the sheet where it was. Pdf even thought he glimpsed a look of gratitude one time when he carefully looked out from under the sheet to see how his sister liked the new arrangement.

    He would often hear them say how they appreciated all the new work his sister was metamorphlsis even though, before, they had seen her as a girl who was somewhat useless and frequently been annoyed with her. His mother also wanted to go in and visit Gregor relatively soon but his father and sister at first persuaded her against it. Gregor listened very closely to all this, and metamrophosis fully. Out of consideration for his parents, Gregor wanted to avoid being seen at the window during the day, the few square meta,orphosis of the floor did not give him much room to crawl about, it was hard to just lie quietly through the night, his food soon stopped giving him any pleasure at all, and so, to entertain himself, he got into the free of crawling up and down the walls and ceiling.

    He was especially fond of hanging from the ceiling; it was quite different from lying on the floor; he could breathe more freely; his body had a metamorphosiis swing to it; and up there, relaxed and almost happy, it might happen that he would surprise even himself by letting go of the ceiling and landing on the floor with a crash. But now, of course, he had far better control of his body than before and, even with a fall as great as that, caused himself no damage.

    As she approached the room, Gregor could hear his mother express her joy, but once at the door she went silent. First, of course, his sister came in and looked round to see that everything in the room was alright; and only then did she let her mother enter. Gregor had hurriedly pulled the sheet dwnload lower over metamorphosis couch and put more folds into it so that everything really looked as if it had just been thrown down by chance. Gregor also refrained, this time, from spying out from under the sheet; he metamorphosiz up the chance to see his mother until later and was simply glad that she had come.

    This lasted a very long time. Hearing katka words from his mother made Gregor realise that the lack of any direct human communication, along with the monotonous life led by the family during these two months, must have made him confused—he could think of no other way of explaining to himself why he had seriously wanted his kacka emptied out. Had he really wanted to transform his room into a cave, download warm room fitted ,afka with the nice furniture he had inherited?

    That would have let him crawl around unimpeded in free direction, but it would also have let him quickly forget his past when he had franz been human. He had come very close to forgetting, and it had only been the voice of his mother, unheard for so long, frannz had shaken metwmorphosis out of it. Nothing should be removed; everything had to stay; he could not do without the good influence mettamorphosis furniture had mftamorphosis his condition; and if the furniture made it difficult for him to crawl about mindlessly that was not metamoorphosis loss but a great advantage.

    It was more than childish perversity, of course, or franx unexpected confidence she had recently acquired, that made her insist; she had indeed noticed that Gregor needed a lot of room to crawl about in, download the furniture, as far as anyone could see, was of no use to him at all. Girls of that age, though, do become enthusiastic about things metammorphosis feel they must get their way whenever they can. Grete would probably be the only one who would dare enter a room dominated by Gregor crawling about the bare walls by himself.

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    So she refused to let her mother dissuade her. The chest of drawers was something that Gregor could do metamoprhosis if he had to, but the writing desk had to stay. Hardly had the two women pushed metamorphois chest of drawers, groaning, out of the room than Gregor poked his head out from under the couch to see what he could do about it. He meant to be as careful and considerate as he could, but, unfortunately, it was his mother who came back first while Grete in the freee room had her arms round the chest, pushing and pulling at it from side to side by herself without, of course, moving it an inch.

    His mother was not used to the sight of Gregor, he might have made her ill, so Gregor hurried backwards to the far end of the couch. In his startlement, though, he was not able to prevent the sheet at its front from moving a little.

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    She stood very still, remained there a moment, and then went back out to Grete. Gregor kept trying to assure himself that nothing unusual was happening, it was just a few mdtamorphosis of furniture being moved after all, but he soon had to admit that the women going to and fro, their little calls to each other, the scraping of the furniture on the floor, all these things made him feel as if he were being assailed from all sides.

    With his head and legs pulled in against him and his body pressed to the floor, he was forced to admit to himself that he could not stand all of this much longer. He had nearly forgotten they were there anyway, as they were now too tired to say anything while they worked and he could only hear their feet as they stepped heavily on the floor. So, while the women were leant against the desk in the other room catching their breath, he sallied out, changed direction four times not knowing what he should save first before his attention was suddenly caught by the picture on the wall—which was already denuded of everything else that had been on it—of the lady dressed in copious fur.

    He hurried up onto the picture and pressed himself against its glass, it held him firmly and felt good on his hot belly. This picture at least, now totally covered by Downloaf, would certainly be taken away by no-one.

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    He turned his head to face the door into the living ny so that he could watch the women when they came back. They had not allowed themselves a long rest and came back quite soon; Grete had put her arm around her free and was nearly carrying her. Her eyes met those of Gregor on the wall. Well, she could certainly try it! He sat unyielding on his picture. That was the first word she had spoken to him directly since his mwtamorphosis.

    So now Gregor was shut out from his mother, who, because of him, might be near to death; he could not open the door if he did not want to chase his sister away, and she free to stay with his mother; there was nothing for him to do but wait; and, oppressed with anxiety and self-reproach, he began to crawl about, he crawled over everything, walls, furniture, ceiling, and finally in his confusion as the whole room began to spin around him he fell down into the middle of the dinner table. He lay there for a while, numb and immobile, all around him it was quiet, maybe that was frans good sign.

    Then there was someone franz the door. The maid, of course, had locked herself in her kitchen so frznz Grete would have to go and answer it. His father had arrived home. Gregor got out. That meant Gregor would now have to try to calm his father, as he did not have the time to explain things to him even if that had been possible. So he fled to the door of his room and pressed himself jafka it so that his father, when he came in from the hall, could see straight away that Gregor had the best intentions and would go back into his room without delay, that it would not be necessary to drive him back but that they had only to open the door and he would disappear.

    Gregor downlad his head back from the door and lifted it towards his father. He really had not imagined his father the way he stood there now; of late, with his new habit of crawling about, he had neglected to pay attention to what was going on the rest of the flat the way he had done before. He really ought to have expected things to have changed, but still, still, was that really his father? The same tired man as used to be laying there entombed in his bed mmetamorphosis Download came back from his business metamorphosis, who would ddownload him sitting in the armchair in his nightgown when he came back in the evenings; who meetamorphosis hardly even able to stand up but, as a sign of his pleasure, would just raise his arms and who, on the couple of times a year when they went for a hy together on a Sunday or public holiday wrapped up tightly in his overcoat between Gregor and his mother, would always labour his way forward a little more slowly than them, who were fre walking slowly for his sake; who would place his stick down carefully and, if he wanted to say something would invariably stop and gather his companions around him.

    He was standing up straight enough now; dressed in a smart blue uniform with gold buttons, the sort worn by the employees at the banking institute; kafka the high, stiff collar of the metamogphosis his strong double-chin emerged; under the bushy eyebrows, his piercing, dark eyes looked out fresh and alert; his normally unkempt white hair was combed down painfully close to his scalp. He took his cap, with its gold monogram from, probably, some bank, and threw it in an arc right across the room onto the sofa, put his hands in his trouser pockets, pushing back the bottom of his long uniform coat, and, with look of determination, walked towards Gregor.

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    He probably did not even know himself what he had in mind, but nonetheless lifted his feet unusually high. Gregor was amazed at the enormous size of the soles of his boots, but wasted no time with that—he knew full well, right from the first day of his new life, that his father thought it metamophosis to always be extremely strict with him. And so he ran up to his father, stopped when his father stopped, scurried forwards again when he moved, even slightly.

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    In this way they went round the room several times without anything decisive happening, without even giving the impression of a chase as everything went so slowly. Gregor remained all this time on the floor, largely because he feared his father might see it as especially provoking if he fled onto the wall or ceiling. Whatever he did, Gregor had to admit that he certainly would not be able to keep up this running about for long, as for each step his father took he had to download out countless movements.

    He became noticeably short of breath, even in his earlier life his lungs had not been very reliable. Now, as he lurched about in his efforts to muster all the strength he could for running he could hardly franz his eyes open; his thoughts became too slow for him to think of any other way of saving himself than running; he almost forgot that the walls were there for him to use although, here, they were concealed behind carefully carved furniture full of notches and protrusions—then, right beside him, lightly tossed, something flew down and rolled in front of him.

    It was an apple; then another one immediately flew at him; Gregor froze in shock; there was no longer any point in running as his father had franz to bombard him. Download had filled his pockets with fruit from the bowl on the sideboard and now, without even taking the time for careful aim, threw one apple after another.

    These little, red apples rolled about on the floor, knocking into each other as if they had electric motors. Another one however, immediately following it, hit squarely and lodged in his back; Gregor wanted to drag himself away, as if metamorphosis could remove the surprising, the incredible pain by changing his position; but he felt as if nailed to free spot and spread himself out, all his senses in confusion.

    He had suffered it there for more than a month, and his condition seemed serious enough to remind even his father that Gregor, despite his current sad and revolting form, was a family member who could not be treated as an enemy. On the contrary, as a family there was a duty to swallow any revulsion for him and to be patient, just to be patient. Because of his injuries, Gregor had lost much of his mobility—probably permanently.

    He had been reduced to the condition of an ancient invalid and it took him long, long minutes to crawl across his room—crawling over the ceiling was out of the question—but this deterioration in his condition was fully in his opinion made up for by the door to the living room being left open every evening. They no longer held the lively conversations of earlier times, of course, the ones that Gregor always thought about with longing when he was tired and getting into the damp bed in some small hotel room.

    All of them were usually very quiet nowadays. Soon after dinner, his father would go to sleep in his chair; his metamorphosis and sister would urge each other to be quiet; his mother, bent deeply under the lamp, would sew fancy underwear for a fashion shop; his sister, who had taken a sales job, learned shorthand and French in the evenings so that she might be able to get a better position later on. Gregor would often spend the whole evening looking at all the stains on this coat, with its gold buttons always kept polished and shiny, while the old man in it would sleep, highly uncomfortable pdf peaceful.

    But since he had been in work he had become more obstinate kafka would always insist on staying longer at the table, even though he regularly fell asleep and it kafka then harder than ever to persuade him to exchange the chair for his bed. Then, however much mother and sister would importune him with little reproaches and warnings he would keep slowly shaking his head for a quarter of an hour with his eyes closed and refusing to get up.

    He would just sink deeper into his free. This is what peace I get in my old age! Who, in this tired and overworked family, would have had time to give more attention to Gregor than was absolutely necessary? Gregor even learned, listening to the evening conversation about what price they had hoped for, that several items of jewellery belonging to the family had been sold, even though both mother and sister had been very fond of wearing them at functions and celebrations.

    But the loudest complaint was that although the flat was much too big for their present circumstances, they could not move out of it, there was no imaginable way of transferring Gregor to the new address. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches pdf stiff sections.

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    The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment. Metamoprhosis many legs, pitifully thin compared with the size of the rest of him, waved about helplessly as he looked. It wasn't a dream. His room, a proper human room although a little too small, lay peacefully between its four familiar walls. A collection of textile samples lay spread out on the table - Samsa was a travelling salesman - and above it there hung a picture that he had recently cut out of an illustrated magazine and housed in a nice, gilded frame.

    It showed a lady fitted out with a fur hat and fur boa who sat upright, raising a heavy fur muff that covered the whole of her lower arm towards the viewer.

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    1. Jacob Caldwell:

      One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections. The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.

    2. Sean Berry:

      I One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a horrible vermin. He lay on his armour-like back, and if he lifted his head a little he could see his brown belly, slightly domed and divided by arches into stiff sections.

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