1 The bedding was hardly able to cover it and seemed ready to slide off any moment.
2 This picture at least, now totally covered by Gregor, would certainly be taken away by no-one.
3 It was a simple matter to throw off the covers; he only had to blow himself up a little and they fell off by themselves.
4 Then he looked uncertainly round the living room, covered his eyes with his hands and wept so that his powerful chest shook.
5 He could already hardly feel the decayed apple in his back or the inflamed area around it, which was entirely covered in white dust.
6 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.
7 He was 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.
8 He was amazed at the great distance that separated him from his room, and could not understand how he had covered that distance in his weak state a little while before and almost without noticing it.
9 Under his sister's experienced hand, the pillows and covers on the beds flew up and were put into order and she had already finished making the beds and slipped out again before the three gentlemen had reached the room.
10 One day, in order to spare her even this sight, he spent 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.
11 There were old, half-rotten vegetables; bones from the evening meal, covered in white sauce that had gone hard; a few raisins and almonds; some cheese that Gregor had declared inedible two days before; a dry roll and some bread spread with butter and salt.