"I can sit at the empty desk over there.

I can be making some calculations with reference to the number of hospital beds for each transport.

I want to hear him talk to you." The General nodded and touched a bell.
"You can show Captain Granet in," he told the boy scout who answered it.
Thomson took his place in the far corner of the room and bent over a sheaf of papers.

Presently Granet was ushered in.

He was leaning a little less heavily upon his stick and he had taken his arm from the sling for a moment.