Marcus and Mr.
Sieppe took their coats off.

Old Grannis and Miss Baker passed each other in the hall in a constrained silence, her grenadine brushing against the elbow of his wrinkled frock coat.

Uncle Oelbermann superintended Heise opening the case of champagne with the gravity of a magistrate.

Owgooste was assigned the task of filling the new salt and pepper canisters of red and blue glass.
In a wonderfully short time everything was ready.

Marcus Schouler resumed his coat, wiping his forehead, and remarking: "I tell you, I've been doing CHORES for MY board." "To der table!" commanded Mr.Sieppe.
The company sat down with a great clatter, Trina at the foot, the dentist at the head, the others arranged themselves in haphazard fashion.