Her words seemed to give Gregor's father some more definite ideas. He sat upright, played with his uniform cap between the plates left by the three gentlemen after their meal, and occasionally looked down at Gregor as he lay there immobile. "We have to try and get rid of it", said Gregor's sister, now speaking only to her father, as her mother was too occupied with coughing to listen, "it'll be the death of both of you, I can see it coming.
Bazirudien arrebaren hitzek gogoeta eragin ziotela aitari. Butakan, baina jaikita zegoen orain. Ordenantza-kapelarekin jostatzen ari zen, ostarien afariko plater tartetik jiran, eta noizbehinka Gregoriori luzatzen zion begirada, izu barik. -Bistatik kendu beharra dago-errepikatu zion, azkenik, arrebak aitari; amak, eztul soinu harekin, ezin zuen ezer entzun-.