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
How about if I sleep a little bit longer and forget all this nonsense
But that was something he was unable to do because he was used to sleeping on his right, and in his present state couldn’t get into that position.
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…