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He had had reached the door before he discovered what had really drawn him to it: the smell of food.
Charlotte Street, a quiet street but still a city street, he might have believed that his window gave on a desert waste where gray sky and gray land blended indistinguishably into each other.
For the first fortnight his parents could not bring themselves to the point of entering his room, and he often heard them expressing their appreciation of his sister& activities, whereas formerly they had frequently scolded her for being as they thought a somewhat useless daughter.
And this time he did not peer out from under it; he renounced the pleasure of seeing his mother on this occasion and was only glad that she had come at ale "Come in, he's out of sight," said his sister, obviously leading her mother in by the hand. Gregor could now hear the two women struggling to shift the heavy old chest from its place, and hissister claiming the greater part of the labor for herself, without listening to the admonitions of her mother who feared she might overstrain herself.
she meanwhile searched among various small bottles and when she turned round started in alarm at the sight of him; one bottle fell on the floor and broke; a splinter of glass cut Gregor face and some kind of corrosive medicine splashed him;
The small red apples rolled about the floor as if magnetized and cannoned into each other. An apple thrown without much force grazed Gregor back and glanced off harmlessly. But another following immediately landed right on his back and sank in; Gregor wanted to drag himself forward, as if this startling, incredible pain could be left behind him; but he felt as if nailed to the spot and flattened himself out in a complete derangement of all his senses.
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