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... 22 jolly old grandfather unto this, retorts, not only that he declines to fork out with that cheerful readiness which is always so agreeable and plea... ... was perfectly audible to all present, ‘The watch word to the old min is fork. ’ The Old Curiosity Shop – Dickens 26 ‘Is what?’ demanded Quilp. ‘I... ...rk. ’ The Old Curiosity Shop – Dickens 26 ‘Is what?’ demanded Quilp. ‘Is fork, sir, fork,’ replied Mr Swiveller slapping his picket. ‘You are awake,... ...h ex traordinary greediness, drank boiling tea without wink ing, bit his fork and spoon till they bent again, and in short performed so many horrify... ...keenness and enjoyment. ‘May the present moment, ’ said Dick, sticking his fork into a large carbuncular potato, ‘be the worst of our lives! I like th... ...ing. ‘And whose should you say it was?’ inquired Mr Swiveller, rubbing the pastry against his nose with a dreadful calmness. ‘Whose?’ ‘Not—’ ‘Yes,’ sa...

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...there would be a set of mea- sures like the bolters in a mill, one for the pastry-flour, one for the bread- flour, one for the blues, one for the bran... ...that your favourite brown bread is made of all those kinds mixed—bran, and pastry- flour, and all.’ ‘Yes,’ said Helen, ‘all the world would turn idiot... ...t is almost more important than the law that you must eat with a knife and fork,’ said Elizabeth. ‘There is one level of conversation, fit for the mea... ...ch was surrounded with minia- ture watering-pots, humming-tops, knives and forks, a Tonbridge-ware box, a gold-studded horn bonbonniere, a Breakwater-...

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... go about with plasters in various places. The baker is ill, and so is the pastry cook. A new man, horribly indisposed, has been required to fill the ... ...st experiments were made by taking articles in common use, such as knives, forks, spoons, keys, &c., and pasting upon them labels with their names pri... ...ry patient in this asylum sits down to dinner ev ery day with a knife and fork; and in the midst of them sits the gentleman, whose manner of dealing ... ...nd that the gentle men thrust the broad bladed knives and the two pronged forks further down their throats than I ever saw the same weapons go before... ...d who help themselves several times instead, usually suck their knives and forks meditatively, until they have decided what to take next: then pull th...

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...scendent, that he was obliged every now and then to lay down his knife and fork, rub his hands, and think about it. By the time the cheese and celery ... ... rather ill that he was not somebody else—’you might as well be a toasting-fork or a frying-pan, Pinch, for any help you can render me.’ ‘Except in th... ...S cooked. When I come up, she was dodg- ing among the tender pieces with a fork, and eating of ‘em.’ But he had scarcely achieved the utterance of the... ...y one hardly, but him!’ He pointed to his honoured parent with the carving-fork, in order that they might know whom he meant. ‘How very strange!’ crie... ...no appetite?’ asked Merry. ‘Oh, yes,’ said Jonas, plying his own knife and fork very fast. ‘He eats—when he’s helped. But he don’t care whether he wai... ...hdrew itself, as such a precious creature should, behind a lattice work of pastry. And behold, on the first floor, at the court-end of the house, in a... ...om the destruction of heavy dishes, and glared with watchful eyes upon the pastry. What Mrs Pawkins felt each day at dinner-time is hidden from all hu... ...IUS did not lead him into the dens of any of those preparers of cannibalic pastry, who are represented in many standard country legends as doing a liv... ...ther so endearingly!), and caused her to implore him to take refuge in the pastry-cook’s, and after- wards to peep out at the door so shrinkingly; and...

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...uch to be told about the Firm, Uncle,’ said the boy , plying his knife and fork.’ It’ s a precious dark set of offices, and in the room where I sit, t... ... arrival Miss T ox produced a mug for her godson, and Mr Chick a knife and fork and spoon in a case. Mr Dombey also produced a bracelet for Miss T ox;... ...Mrs MacStinger faded into nothing before it. He dropped the potato and the fork—and would have dropped 128 Dombey & Son the knife too if he could—and... ... round of bread, genteelly served on a plate and napkin, and with a silver fork lying crosswise on the top of it. Doctor Blimber was already in his pl... ...ere were drives to milliners, dress- makers, jewellers, lawyers, florists, pastry-cooks; and Florence was always of the party. Florence was to go to t... ...with a naturally delicate constitu- tion, and the extreme stupidity of the pastry-cook who has undertaken the breakfast, is almost too much for my poo... ...d see what he was always up to! Which the housemaid says is very true. The pastry-cook is hard at work in the funereal room in Brook Street, and the v... ...he exhausted negroes with as many flow- ers and love-knots as he will. The pastry-cook has done his duty like a man, though, and a rich breakfast is s... ...rpowered her milky nature, that she was fain to seek immediate refuge in a pastrycook’s, and there, in a musty little back room usually devoted to the...

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...than the curry; flesh and blood could bear it no longer. She laid down her fork. “Water, for Heaven’s sake, water!” she cried. Mr. Sedley burst out la... ...th’s Crawley, who is repre- sented as the foreground of the picture in his forked beard and armour. Out of his waistcoat, as usual, grows a tree, on t... ...own; and then we’ll have a bit of supper.” Presently the baronet plunged a fork into the saucepan on the fire, and withdrew from the pot a piece of tr... ...ent off to transact his business. In a word, he went out and ate ices at a pastry-cook’s shop in Charing Cross; tried a new coat in Pall Mall; dropped... ...ellars over the way. As for one dozen well- manufactured silver spoons and forks at per oz., and one dozen dessert ditto ditto, there were three young... ...her lift up his head after the failure was on the receipt of the packet of forks and spoons with the young stockbrokers’ love, over which he burst out... ...ed little Rawdon’s crony from school, and made both the children sick with pastry, and oysters, and porter after the play. He tried to look know- ing ...

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...y bare and disorderly, and the curtain to my window was fastened up with a fork. “You would like some hot water, wouldn’t you?” said Miss Jellyby, loo... ... cakes as well as tobacco, so swelled with grief and rage when we passed a pastry cook’s shop that he terrified me by becoming purple. I never underwe... ... the table and began nervously sharpening the carving knife on the carving fork, still look ing at me (as I felt quite sure without looking at him) i... ...ay a gorging vessel—and can wield such weapons of the flesh as a knife and fork remarkably well. Mr. Snagsby in his best coat, looking at all the prep... ...produced. “I am growing up, Guppy,” says Mr. Jobling, plying his knife and fork with a relishing steadiness. “Glad to hear it.” “In fact, I have just ... ...a cabbage. “Now, Small,” says Mr. Guppy, “what would you recom mend about pastry?” “Marrow puddings,” says Mr. Smallweed instantly. “Aye, aye!” cries... ...al manner of eating. “The country ,” says Mr. George, plying his knife and fork; “why , I suppose you never clapped your eyes on the country, Phil?” “...

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...ea of the ruler of a realm presented him to me as a sort of shadow about a pastrycook’s shop. But I surprised people by speaking of him. I made remark... ...r than myself, standing tiptoe by the window of a very large and brilliant pastry-cook’s. He persuaded me to go into the shop and ask for a cake. I th... ... before I had eaten. It was a memorable feast. I had soup, fish, meat, and pastry, and, for the first time in my life, a glass of wine. How they laugh... ... things we would buy. She was for bright ribands and draper’s stuff, I for pastry and letter-paper. The smell of people’s dinners united our appetites... ...s piercingly weird. It all tossed the mind in my head like hay on a pitch- fork. I forgot the existence of everything but what I loved passionately,—a... ...emicircled by pines. T orches were stuck in clefts of the trees, or in the fork of the branches, or held by boys and men, and there were clearly men a... ...ir.’ He spread the letter flat with his knife, and turned it over with his fork. ‘Harry,’ said he, half-kindly, and choking, ‘you’re better out of it.... ... I had seen in our boyhood on the night of the fire drop- ping askew, like forks of brown flame, from the burning house in London city; I must have sm... ...efaction. One of the latter hearing of him, had appointed to meet him in a pastrycook’s shop. He met him, and left the place with a cloud on his brow,...

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...up on Saturday night: what with all the cooking on Sunday , having to make pastry and she didn’t know what all, she did not feel up to giving the boy ... ...y , and I tell you it’s not a good picture.” Lawson put down his knife and fork. His green eyes flashed fire, he gasped with rage; but he could be see... ...le full of mixed pickles. They were very popular. There were no knives and forks, but in a minute a large fat boy in a white coat came in with a coupl... ...ey talked and laughed and shouted, and there was the clatter of knives and forks, and strange sounds of eating. Philip was glad to get back into the d... ...nd cook your dinner for you.” ‘Erb was sitting at table with his knife and fork already in his hands. He was a young man, with an open face and blue e... ...got a plate and wiped it quickly with her apron, then took a new knife and fork from the chest of drawers, where her best cutlery rested among her bes...

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...n pot of charcoal ashes in one hand, went up and down, crying his wares. A pastry merchant divided his attention between the scaffold and his customer... ...e. The bald spot was scarcely distinguishable from the rest. The cigar and pastry merchants resigned all thoughts of business, for the moment, and aba... ... platform on one side of the gallery. The counterfeit apostles’ knives and forks were laid out on that side of the table which was nearest to the wall... ...lly called the Fort of Fra Diavolo; the old town of Itri, like a device in pastry, built up, almost perpen dicularly, on a hill, and approached by lo...

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...ed, would doubtless in time have reflected that fin- gers were made before forks, and have reverted accord- ingly. But in the affairs of the fire-plac... ...hey would feed themselves on trashy wafers from the shop of the Barchester pastry-cook, on chalk and gum and adulter- ated sugar. Poor Miss Thorne! yo... ... Death will be creeping out and poking at his victim with a small toasting-fork. ’ Eleanor laughed; but yet she thought that if the surviv- ing preben...

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...er, chinking Mr Rokesmith’s gold as he sat expectant between his knife and fork, remarked that six of 43 Charles Dickens those sovereigns came just i... ...n by him at the table, and began touching up his hair with the handle of a fork. It was one of the girl’s spoilt ways to be always arranging the famil... ...Boffin exercised his patience until Wegg, in the exercise of his knife and fork, had finished the dish: only profiting by the oppor- tunity to inform ... ...ringing to a dignified conclusion several quarrels he has on hand with the pastrycook’ s men, announces breakfast. Dining-room no less magnificent tha... ...e-flushed and wild of aim, has borrowed on the spur of the moment from the pastrycook’s porter, to cast after the departing pair as an auspicious omen... ... on to the pot- bellied silver salt-cellars. All the big silver spoons and forks widened the mouths of the company expressly for the pur- pose of thru... ..., instantly declared him a Circumnavigator. Was 147 Charles Dickens pitch-forked into the Navy, but has not circumnavigated. I announced myself and w... ...lications it is restive, and has a surface on it somewhat in the nature of pastry—and gets to the club by the appointed time. At the club he promptly ... .... ‘If my maid had a little note and half a crown, I could run round to the pastrycook’s to sign something, or I could sign something in the Square if ...

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... bark), a knife with a bone handle beginning to turn yellow, a two-pronged fork as thin as a wafer, and a salt-cellar incapable of being made to stand... ...ne larger than a plate), a turkey of about the size of a calf, eggs, rice, pastry, and every conceivable thing which could possibly be put into a stom... ...“What a brute!” thought Chichikov. “I am lucky to have got through so much pastry and stuffed shoulder of mut- ton at Sobakevitch’s!” “Also,” went on ... ...an stone whereof seals are cut—the company applied themselves to knife-and-fork work, and, in so doing, evinced their several characteristics and tast... ...f the whole fish; so that, on the host remembering the creature, and, with fork in hand, leading the way in its direction and saying, “What, gentlemen... ...an air as though at least HE had not eaten it, was engaged in plunging his fork into a much more diminutive piece of fish which happened to be resting... ... showed in shortened perspective), and then plunged into the shade of some forked, umbrageous trees which stood scattered over turf and extended to th... ...y find suitable— anything else that you may have got handy. Also, bake the pastry to a nice brown on one side, and but lightly on the other. Yes, and,...

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...g there. We every day pass through the air hole some bread at the end of a fork, and some meat when he asks for it; but alas! It is not of bread and m... ...In the Rue de Seine he met Planchet, who had stopped before the house of a pastry cook, and was contemplating with ecstasy a cake of the most appetizi... ...s tongue over a spoonful of preserves, and stuck his teeth into the sticky pastry of Mme. Coquenard. “Now,” said he, “the sacrifice is consummated! Ah...

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...gravy. “Swine,” pursued Mr. Wopsle, in his deepest voice, and pointing his fork at my blushes, as if he were mentioning my 25 Charles Dickens Christi... ...d screws for general use – or some light fancy article, such as a toasting-fork when she took her muf- fins – or a gridiron when she took a sprat or s... ... And shark-headers is open to misrepresentations. And if it was a toasting-fork, you’d go into brass and do yourself no 103 Charles Dickens credit. A... ...ed and be- gan again: “He is dressed like a ‘spectable pieman. A sort of a pastry-cook.” “Is he here?” asked my guardian. “I left him,” said Mike, “a ... ... put the knife in the mouth – for fear of acci- dents – and that while the fork is reserved for that use, it is not put further in than necessary. It ... ...ssed between Mrs. Pocket and Drummle while I was attentive to my knife and fork, spoon, glasses, and other instruments of self-de- struction, that Dru...

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... which was filled and left on the hob, finally boil. His cup and knife and fork, all he wanted except just the food, was laid ready on the table on a ... ...iled a big fire, and sat down to an hour of joy. He toasted his bacon on a fork and caught the drops of fat on his bread; then he put the rasher on hi... ...s happy. With his family about, meals were never so pleasant. He loathed a fork: it is a modern introduction which has still scarcely reached common p... ...deways. In a temper he dragged it, so that it flew out bodily, and spoons, forks, knives, a hundred metallic things, splashed with a clatter and a cla... ...tle tarts in the kitchen. A great fire roared. There was a scent of cooked pastry. He was due at seven o’clock, but he would be late. The three childr... ... towel, I suppose; and handkerchiefs. Now what else?” “A comb, a knife and fork and spoon,” said Paul. His father had been in the hospital before. “Go...

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... his supper at the table. A clean cloth was spread before him, with knife, fork, and spoon, salt-cellar, pepper-box, glass, and pewter ale-pot. Such z... ...shed his supper, he was nervously going about his plate with his knife and fork, as if some of it were still before him. ‘It 86 Charles Dickens appea... ...tle black chin; wiry black hair striking out from his head in prongs, like forks or hair-pins; and a complexion that was very dingy by nature, or very... ...time he looked at the myste- rious Clennam, he applied spoons to his eyes, forks, and other foreign matters connected with the furniture of the dinner... ...k at one another. By little and little he began; laying down his knife and fork with a noise, taking things up sharply, biting at his bread as if he w... ...w in number, made no show; for popular opinion was as nothing to them. The pastrycook knew who was on his books, and in that knowl- edge could be calm... ...es of departed joys no more but taking a further liberty of paying for the pastry which has formed the humble pretext of our interview will for ever s...

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.... By the bye, before I go, my dear, I must speak to your Mrs. Carter about pastry. I want to send my young cook to learn of her. Poor people with four... ...time in the light of a woman who was engaged to another man. Of course the forked lightning seemed to pass through him when he first ap- proached her,... ... Mrs. Garth, with her sleeves turned above her elbows, deftly handling her pastry—applying her rolling-pin and giving orna- mental pinches, while she ... ...s shown to him when he went into Kibble’s establishment at Brassing to buy forks and spoons. He was too proud to act as if he presupposed that Mr. Vin... ...your back. That’s what I’n got to say,” concluded Mr. Dagley, striking his fork into the ground with a firmness which proved inconvenient as he tried ... ...windows of the moneychangers as other boys look through the windows of the pastry-cooks; the fascination had wrought itself gradually into a deep spec... ...d on his left hand he could see six or seven men in smock-frocks with hay- forks in their hands making an offensive approach towards the four railway ... ...eir mid-day beer, were driving the men in coats before them with their hay-forks; while Caleb Garth’s assistant, a lad of seventeen, who had snatched ...

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...ola! NICOLA (dropping a log, and turning). Sir! PETKOFF. Did you spoil any pastry of Miss Raina’s this morning? NICOLA. You heard Miss Raina say that ... ... thou- sand four hundred eider-down quilts. I have ten thousand knives and forks, and the same quantity of dessert spoons. I have six hundred servants...

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...ast Jim became Mr. Hall, and took up his quarters in the land of knives and forks and tea cups. Sunday, October 5th. It was our morning watch; w... ...f the first family in California. Our steward was ashore three days, making pastry and cake, and some of the best of our stores were sent off with hi... ...anner in which sailors eat, on board ship. There are neither tables, knives, forks, nor plates, in a forecastle; but the kid (a wooden tub, with iron... ...e Coulterville trail, the peaks of Sierra Nevada in sight, across the North Fork of the Merced, by Gentry’s Gulch, over hills and through canons, to ...

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...at, a’ that we hae is cauld eneugh,—how- beit, maist of the cauld meat and pastry was gien to the poor folk after the ceremony of interment, as gude r... ...ncy of their outward appearance, clean trenchers, cutty spoons, knives and forks, sharp, burnished, and prompt for action, which lay all dis- played a... ... my napkin, and eat them to my supper at e’en, for I am wearied of Mysie’s pastry and nonsense; ye ken land- ward dainties aye pleased me best, Marion...