“Everybody brags on being the most aggrieved,” the mayor explained as he settled uncertainly onto the edge of the sofa table.
One evening Claude was writing his answer to Eleanor, sitting at the sofa table where a small lamp was burning.
But she makes a weary movement of annoyance, resettles herself, and lays the serious book on the sofa table.
“Please let's hear it, Albrecht,” said Klaus Heinrich, who was standing at attention in a military attitude by the sofa table.
So at least Frances thought, and left her alone, after first putting away the wool in the sofa table drawer.
After a while he stopped before the looking-glass, took his collar off and laid it on the sofa table.