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...were various delicacies brought from foreign parts, and a quantity of rich pastry, as well as of the simnel-bread and wastle cakes, which were only us... ...ll for once depart from my rule,” replied the hermit. And as there were no forks in those days, his clutches were instantly in the bowels of the pasty... ... than labour for their maintenance.” “Stingless!” replied Front-de-Boeuf; “fork-headed shafts of a cloth-yard in length, and these shot within the bre...

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...There was a great old laurel tree, and Armyn put Sylvia and me up into the fork; and that was our nest, and we were birds, and he fed us with strawber... ...rength to walk. She thought her best measure would be to make her way to a pastry-cook’s shop that looked straight down the street to the Grammar Scho... ...ms of the previous day, and the long fast, appeased by the contents of the pastry- cook’s shop, with the journey and the excitement of the meet- ing—a...

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...paths amongst the houses—by the riv- erside or on the jetties, the tray of pastry, it was her mission to sell, skilfully balanced on her head. During ... ...ys ready to repeat his tale: how he saw the body caught by the sarong in a forked log; how Mrs. Almayer coming, one of the first, at his cries, recogn... ...ranging solemnly the ill-assorted and shabby crockery, the tin spoons, the forks with broken prongs, and the knives with saw-like blades and loose han...

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...portals. I fancy them guarded by grooms of the chamber with flaming silver forks with which they prong all those who have not the right of the entree.... ...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 ... ...ntess’s shield and coronet by the side of his own arms on his carriage and forks; when—when events occurred, and those grand fetes given upon the marr... ...try, which they might climb at their leisure, carrying off watches, silver forks, prize sausages hung with pink ribbon, &c., at the top. Georgy got on...

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... would never see him again. “Ah, my lady! By the devil’s red three-pronged fork, am I a swallower of tarradiddles and a child, to believe that you are... ...e finest barbel ever drawn from the Loire! Just stick your teeth into this pastry. This game is my own hunting; he who takes it not offends me.” And a... ...who from political motives fermented these loves and stirred them up, like pastrycooks make the oven fires burn by poking, glanced at all the pretty c...

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...in, the archbishop guaranteeing her virtue. When the fruit, conserves, and pastry were with many or- naments arranged on the cloth, Saintot said to th... ...not; to have visible malign influ- ences which flowed from her, for that a pastrycook, seated on a bench at her door, having perceived her one evening... ...d wicked things to myself. Then pierced and drawn by a blow of the devil’s fork, who had planted himself already in my head as a serpent in an oak, I ...

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... and the cauldrons. Close to the door by which we entered they were making pastry for the sultanas; and the chief pastrycook, who knew my guide, invit... ...hich the delicate creatures must inevitably suffer. The good-natured chief pastrycook filled a copper basin with greasy puffs; and, dipping a dubious ... ...e, and it dripped down his beard and fingers. We thanked the smiling chief pastrycook, and rewarded him hand- somely for the tarts. It is something to... ... pleasant. For the meats, we certainly ate them with the Infidel knife and fork; but for the fruit, we put our hands into the dish and flicked them in...

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...d sing about the Maypole in Cheapside; we play in the sand, each covering his neighbour up; and times we make mud pastry—oh the lovely mud, it hath no... ...r archan- gel with so right a heart as thine. Wilt ride? Wilt take the wee donkey that’s for my boy, or wilt thou fork thy holy legs over this ill-con...

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... dinner-service, it was elegant, and in perfect taste. Each utensil—spoon, fork, knife, plate—had a letter en- graved on it, with a motto above it, of... ...n deprived of it so long. It is not even bread,” added he, “but a delicate pastry. You have eaten none, master?” “No, Ned.” “Very well, prepare yourse... ...g else.” “And,” I added, “this bird, suitably prepared, is worth knife and fork.” Indeed, under the thick foliage of this wood, a world of parrots wer...

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...of that statue of terror and despair. “My aunt,” she said, “take my silver forks and spoons. I have enough to make up the sum; I took your money for P... ...one of the great creations of French confection- ery; which no chef, cook, pastry-cook, or confectioner has ever been able to reproduce. Monsieur de R...

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...f Mrs. Barman cares to practise charity, she has only to hold in her Fury- forked tongue, or her Jarniman I think ‘s the name.’ Carting shrugged. ‘Let... ... be sure of a tastiness in my vegetables.’ ‘And good sauces!’ ‘ And pretty pastry. I said, Cordon bleu. The miracle is, it ‘s a woman that Victor Radn... ... he drank, and blinked; and was then told, that before using his knife and fork he must betake himself to some fire of shavings and chips, where cof- ... ..., she liked him to be with Colney, for a clog on him; as it were, a tuning-fork for the wild airs he started. A little pessimism, also, she seemed to ... ...f the squires of old England thumped along among the guests, a very tuning-fork to keep them at their pitch of enthusiasm. He encountered Mr. Caddis, ... ...ing distinguishable from annuitant spinsters only in presenting themselves forked. ‘He is unsuccessful and embittered, Victor said to Nesta. ‘Colney w...

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...om 261 Charles Dickens pany, so far recovered as to handle his knife and fork in a highly creditable manner, and to display a capacity both of eatin... ... this, Varden?’ said his wife in a solemn voice, laying down her knife and fork. ‘Why, not very well, my dear,’ rejoined the locksmith, ‘but I try to ... ...e tributary fires that licked the outer bricks and stones, with their long forked tongues, and ran up to meet the glowing mass within; the shining of ... ...llow—was moved by his earnestness and passion, and, throwing down a pitch fork with which he was armed, swore that the rioters might cut him into min... ...ome times, after every two or three mouthfuls, he laid down his knife and fork, and stared at his son with all his might— particularly at his maimed ... ... white cloth; for whose delight, preserves and jams, crisp cakes and other pastry, short to eat, with cunning twists, and cottage loaves, and rolls of... ...l this time gradually lashed into rebellion by the sight of un attainable pastry, walked off indignant, leaving his aunt and the box to follow at the...

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...he innocent Pistache. De Chavigny, who, according to report, was a son of Richelieu’s, and had been a creature of the late cardinal’s, understood tyra... ...at he supplied the castle; whereas, on my honor, Monsieur de Chavigny, though I’ve been here a week, has not ordered so much as a tartlet.’ `But,’ I t... ...I did not know what to do with myself, it never occurred to me to come to study Rueil.” “What difference does that make?” said Porthos. “We shall go o... ... be glad to be informed.” “It is because in the presence of their pupils they fear that some of their tarts or creams may turn out badly cooked.” “Wha...

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...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 ... ...onceal her elbows as were totally incompatible with the use of a knife and fork; and Fledgeby, as he sat facing Georgiana, avoiding her countenance by...

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...in the devil’s despite. Now we are going to have a kind of bitter, clawed, forked female, in vestments over breeches. “How do you like that bundling o... ...ut- ler. T o him she said— ‘See that this man has a good feed of meat, any pastry you have, and a bottle of port wine. He has earned a pipe of tobacco... ... broke a music from the word— about as much music as there is in a tuning —fork, yet it rang and lingered; and he was not the magical musician. Now th... ...hantom for him. ‘Will she be expecting you to answer, Rowsley?’ ‘Will that forked tongue cease hissing!’ he shouted, in the agony of a strong man conv...

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...wise private nod of his head, and set them gravely on the left-hand side of his plate—poured himself another imaginary drink—went to work with his kni... .... Hot corn-pone, with chitlings, Peach pie. American mince pie. Southern style. Pumpkin pie. Squash pie. Hot hoe-cake, Southern style. All sorts of Am... ... which vanished out of this life near a thousand years ago, is a more impressive thing than even a ruined castle. Luther’s wedding-ring was shown me; ...

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... up to the mark!’ Mr Sparkler kissed her, in witness thereof. ‘A knife and fork and an apartment,’ proceeded Mr Spar- kler, growing, in comparison wit... ... from the scorched counte- nance of Affery, who, with the kitchen toasting-fork still in her hand, looked like a sort of allegorical personage; except... ...green patriarch himself, she had warded off conversation with the toasting-fork like a dumb woman. After several abortive attempts to get Affery to lo... ...nwillingly out of her cor- 254 Charles Dickens ner, resigned the toasting-fork into one of her husband’s hands, and took the candlestick he offered f... ...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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...he Queen drinks,” but as in a common wine-shop, he clattered his spoon and fork on his plate, and made others do so likewise, which caused a strange d... ...ing, and what 186 Saint-Simon he swallowed all day in the shape of fruit, pastry, preserves, and every kind of dainties, with which indeed the tables... ...pulled down the pillory, and scoured the streets, pillaging the bakers and pastrycooks. One by one the shops closed. The disorder in- creased and spre... ...n, suspecting him not to be a gentleman, upon seeing him eat olives with a fork! When in gaol he confessed who he was. He was not new at the trade and... ...uring his journeys, there were always all sorts of things to eat, as meat, pastry, fruit. A quarter of a league was not passed over before the King as... ... and roast, and always a roast loin of veal—no fruit; or salad, or cheese; pastry, rarely, never maigre; eggs, often cooked in various fashion; and he... ... a morsel of bread, a big biscuit, some water and wine; and for the Queen, pastry and fruit in season, sometimes cheese. The Prince and the Prin- cess...

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...and one Pair of large Sizzers, with some ten or a Dozen of good Knives and Forks; in another I found Daniel Defoe 41 about Thirty six Pounds value in... ... in the World, I bak’d my Barley Loaves, and became in little Time a meer2 Pastry Cook into the Bargain; for I made my self several Cakes of the Rice,...

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...he inconsistent girl hotly refused to go up to the castle and help to make pastry for her mother’s bitter and mali- cious foe, and Sir Richard shook h... ...r had only trenchers. As to knives, each guest brought his or her own, and forks were not yet, but bread, in long fingers of crust, was provided to a ... ...ays been for the department of housewifery, and she could make a castle in pastry far better than in tapestry; but where Queen Mary had a whole servic...