On the executive floor, where Rene Lamy has held the governor's reins since 1981, attendants in blue uniforms with brass buttons sat at tiny tables outside each leather-padded door.

Across from her sat her home health attendant, a woman from Russia who would only give her first name, Galina.

I came out at a service station glaring with wasted light, where a bored attendant in a white cap and a dark blue windbreaker sat hunched on a stool, inside the steamed glass, reading a paper.

An Hispanic attendant sat on a stool, reading the New York Post.

Prior Robert and his attendants sat in the orchard until they were driven indoors by a sharp and sparkling shower that lasted almost half an hour.

The other attendant, Johnny, sat in front with the driver.

The flight attendants' seats were wired to send a signal when each attendant sat down and buckled in.

Meanwhile, his attendant, gowned and masked, sat outside a closed door.

In the booths the attendants sat looking morosely out over the empty spaces.

The noble's attendants sat with their hands folded as they casually eyed the room.