He set his plate on the table and dropped into the chair.
He dropped the pen and sprang to his feet.
He dropped her arm and frowned.
His gaze dropped to her waist and an eyebrow shot up.
A strange lady, the one who had been talking to the priests, rose and offered him her seat; an aide-de-camp picked up and returned a glove Pierre had dropped; the doctors became respectfully silent as he passed by, and moved to make way for him.