How many times had Smith sat here just like this, waiting for the telephone to ring?

Smith sat silent and motionless, his eyes fixed upon the speaker.

Now, as Smith sat before his console, he did not know what button to press or whom to call.

Smith came back and sat with King to wait for the ambulance.

Smith sat at a table, hammering out the code with his boot.

Fifteen minutes later, as Smith sat at a team meeting, his legs became red hot.

Smith was sitting in a chair alongside his bed.

Smith sat up and his head swam with pain.

For a moment longer, Smith sat still, staring down at the certificate in his hands.

That had been an hour ago and still Smith sat looking through the smoky windows at the sound.