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Because
he
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
.
He
was
still
occupied
with
this
difficult
movement
,
unable
to
pay
attention
to
anything
else
,
when
he
heard
the
chief
clerk
exclaim
a
loud
“
Oh
!
”
,
which
sounded
like
the
soughing
of
the
wind
.
Now
he
also
saw
him
—
he
was
the
nearest
to
the
door
—
his
hand
pressed
against
his
open
mouth
and
slowly
retreating
as
if
driven
by
a
steady
and
invisible
force
.
Gregor
’
s
mother
,
her
hair
still
dishevelled
from
bed
despite
the
chief
clerk
’
s
being
there
,
looked
at
his
father
.
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
his
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
one
side
as
he
peered
out
at
the
others
.
Meanwhile
the
day
had
become
much
lighter
;
part
of
the
endless
,
grey
-
black
building
on
the
other
side
of
the
street
—
which
was
a
hospital
—
could
be
seen
quite
clearly
with
the
austere
and
regular
line
of
windows
piercing
its
façade
;
the
rain
was
still
falling
,
now
throwing
down
large
,
individual
droplets
which
hit
the
ground
one
at
a
time
.
The
washing
up
from
breakfast
lay
on
the
table
;
there
was
so
much
of
it
because
,
for
Gregor
’
s
father
,
breakfast
was
the
most
important
meal
of
the
day
and
he
would
stretch
it
out
for
several
hours
as
he
sat
reading
a
number
of
different
newspapers
.
On
the
wall
exactly
opposite
there
was
photograph
of
Gregor
when
he
was
a
lieutenant
in
the
army
,
his
sword
in
his
hand
and
a
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
front
door
of
the
flat
was
also
open
he
could
see
onto
the
landing
and
the
stairs
where
they
began
their
way
down
below
.
“
Now
,
then
”
,
said
Gregor
,
well
aware
that
he
was
the
only
one
to
have
kept
calm
,
“
I
’
ll
get
dressed
straight
away
now
,
pack
up
my
samples
and
set
off
.
Will
you
please
just
let
me
leave
?
You
can
see
”
,
he
said
to
the
chief
clerk
,
“
that
I
’
m
not
stubborn
and
I
like
to
do
my
job
;
being
a
commercial
traveller
is
arduous
but
without
travelling
I
couldn
’
t
earn
my
living
.
So
where
are
you
going
,
in
to
the
office
?
Yes
?
Will
you
report
everything
accurately
,
then
?
It
’
s
quite
possible
for
someone
to
be
temporarily
unable
to
work
,
but
that
’
s
just
the
right
time
to
remember
what
’
s
been
achieved
in
the
past
and
consider
that
later
on
,
once
the
difficulty
has
been
removed
,
he
will
certainly
work
with
all
the
more
diligence
and
concentration
.
You
’
re
well
aware
that
I
’
m
seriously
in
debt
to
our
employer
as
well
as
having
to
look
after
my
parents
and
my
sister
,
so
that
I
’
m
trapped
in
a
difficult
situation
,
but
I
will
work
my
way
out
of
it
again
.
Please
don
’
t
make
things
any
harder
for
me
than
they
are
already
,
and
don
’
t
take
sides
against
me
at
the
office
.
I
know
that
nobody
likes
the
travellers
.
They
think
we
earn
an
enormous
wage
as
well
as
having
a
soft
time
of
it
.
That
’
s
just
prejudice
but
they
have
no
particular
reason
to
think
better
of
it
.
But
you
,
sir
,
you
have
a
better
overview
than
the
rest
of
the
staff
,
in
fact
,
if
I
can
say
this
in
confidence
,
a
better
overview
than
the
boss
himself
—
it
’
s
very
easy
for
a
businessman
like
him
to
make
mistakes
about
his
employees
and
judge
them
more
harshly
than
he
should
.
And
you
’
re
also
well
aware
that
we
travellers
spend
almost
the
whole
year
away
from
the
office
,
so
that
we
can
very
easily
fall
victim
to
gossip
and
chance
and
groundless
complaints
,
and
it
’
s
almost
impossible
to
defend
yourself
from
that
sort
of
thing
,
we
don
’
t
usually
even
hear
about
them
,
or
if
at
all
it
’
s
when
we
arrive
back
home
exhausted
from
a
trip
,
and
that
’
s
when
we
feel
the
harmful
effects
of
what
’
s
been
going
on
without
even
knowing
what
caused
them
.
Please
,
don
’
t
go
away
,
at
least
first
say
something
to
show
that
you
grant
that
I
’
m
at
least
partly
right
!
”
But
the
chief
clerk
had
turned
away
as
soon
as
Gregor
had
started
to
speak
,
and
,
with
protruding
lips
,
only
stared
back
at
him
over
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
leaving
the
room
.
It
was
only
when
he
had
reached
the
entrance
hall
that
he
made
a
sudden
movement
,
drew
his
foot
from
the
living
room
,
and
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
would
provide
for
Gregor
for
his
entire
life
,
and
besides
,
they
had
so
much
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
;
but
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
told
them
;
they
were
even
making
the
effort
to
carry
him
where
he
wanted
to
go
;
and
he
was
soon
believing
that
all
his
sorrows
would
soon
be
finally
at
an
end
.
He
held
back
the
urge
to
move
but
swayed
from
side
to
side
as
he
crouched
there
on
the
floor
.
His
mother
was
not
far
away
in
front
of
him
and
seemed
,
at
first
,
quite
engrossed
in
herself
,
but
then
she
suddenly
jumped
up
with
her
arms
outstretched
and
her
fingers
spread
shouting
:
“
Help
,
for
pity
’
s
sake
,
Help
!
”
The
way
she
held
her
head
suggested
she
wanted
to
see
Gregor
better
,
but
the
unthinking
way
she
was
hurrying
backwards
showed
that
she
did
not
;
she
had
forgotten
that
the
table
was
behind
her
with
all
the
breakfast
things
on
it
;
when
she
reached
the
table
she
sat
quickly
down
on
it
without
knowing
what
she
was
doing
;
without
even
seeming
to
notice
that
the
coffee
pot
had
been
knocked
over
and
a
gush
of
coffee
was
pouring
down
onto
the
carpet
.
“
Mother
,
mother
”
,
said
Gregor
gently
,
looking
up
at
her
.
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
the
flow
of
coffee
.
That
set
his
mother
screaming
anew
,
she
fled
from
the
table
and
into
the
arms
of
his
father
as
he
rushed
towards
her
.
Gregor
,
though
,
had
no
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
.
