Then she saw his left coat sleeve and her face went white.
She put out a hand and touched his coat sleeve.
He talked fast as she pulled him by the coat sleeve to the door.
She wiped it away with the sleeve of her coat and went on running.
As we waited for our order, Bob took a newspaper from his coat sleeve and began to read.
There was a tug at my coat sleeve as I read.
There was a little slash on the sleeve of my coat, too, when I got home.
Like a small child, she reached out and slowly ran a finger down the sleeve of my coat.
She shook off his hand and stuck an arm into the sleeve of her coat.
But you know what is there are these coat sleeves.