Sit down and have breakfast with us.
Even Bird Song's gilded front sign, advertising the bed and breakfast, had been washed of a year's dust from the unpaved side street.
With nothing but her troubled thoughts, the cold rain, and a lonely room in the bed and breakfast down the road, she didn't feel like leaving just yet.
After breakfast she started the laundry while Sarah and Tammy watched a morning children's program.
After breakfast tomorrow she would leave.
Breakfast was on the table when she entered the dining room.
Helen didn't come up to my room after supper, and I didn't see her again until breakfast-time.
We'll all have breakfast together.
Breakfast was a quiet meal, with Dulce absent and Señor Medena lost in thought.
After we had had our breakfast, Teacher asked one of the train-men in the station if the New York train was made up.
The breakfast atmosphere was much better than supper.
After we had had some breakfast we went up to see Mr. Anagnos.
She pored herself a cup and started breakfast, wondering where Bordeaux was.
The nurse interrupted him with a series of questions about my well-being and left after telling me a doctor would visit and breakfast was on the way.
"Your breakfast is served," Two said automatically.
After breakfast I played with dolls short.
The Dawkins group trooped to breakfast, snapping at one other.
We even ate our breakfast out on the piazza.
Captain Keller said at breakfast this morning that he wished I would take Helen to church.
As soon as breakfast was over we hurried off to the shore.
As he sat sipping his coffee after breakfast he glanced at her.
We discussed neither Julie nor Howie over breakfast but Betsy joined me when I left for our office.
"Dusty, I made breakfast," she called as he passed the kitchen.
"Yully," the owner of the bed and breakfast, Moira, called through the door.
I spent so much time on the phone talking to the Calvias she wouldn't have gotten through, Cynthia said the next morning, after breakfast was cleared, the wash loaded, and domestic matters reasonably settled—a momentary break.
I've chased more bad guys running Bird Song bed and breakfast than when I was a Parkside, Pennsylvania police detective.
The Ouray Rescue Squad held an annual fund raising breakfast each Fourth of July, enabling the Deans to share an early meal of eggs, sausage, and fixings in the company of friends and neighbors.
"Mice are a part of the bed and breakfast experience," Dean said, "like cobwebs, old smells and rippled floors."
"Breakfast is served, dear," she said, "and I am hungry.
I will confess that I intended to eat the little pig for my breakfast; so I crept into the room where it was kept while the Princess was dressing and hid myself under a chair.
They tell us when breakfast is ready, when to go to school, when it is time for church, and when there is a fire.
After breakfast, they all retired to the entry room and gathered around the tree to open presents.
It's warm in the kitchen, and breakfast is ready.
I'd have done it for you, and you wouldn't have to fix me a fancy breakfast either.
She glanced at Bordeaux, who was squatting near the fire, putting his breakfast away.
Fortunately, breakfast was nothing like she imagined.
Breakfast over, Bordeaux saddled his horse and pulled the field glasses from his saddlebag.
After breakfast, she closed her account at the bank and turned in her resignation.
I eat breakfast at six in the morning and supper at six in the evening.
She glanced around the kitchen, knowing she should familiarize herself before breakfast, but feeling uncomfortable about exploring so soon after her arrival.
After a shower and breakfast I was on my way.
Reverend Humphries called me a cab after an early pancake breakfast he insisted on cooking.
Go to the bed and breakfast and wait for me.
Dean was replenishing the coffee and setting plates for late breakfast arrivals when Maria, their newly hired helper, arrived.
She pointed to the few remaining breakfast dishes.
There was no time for Cynthia to talk to her husband, who was busy serving breakfast to the late sleepers while she showed Maria, by hand communication, the upstairs chores of Bird Song.
While Bird Song fed its guests only breakfast, there was always fresh fruit available and the management triumvirate ate heartily of nature's stores.
"I don't know which of you is more nervous," Cynthia said, elbow-deep in a sink full of breakfast dishes.
"None of us has had breakfast," said the boy; "and in a time of danger like this it's foolish to talk about eating."
After breakfast Ozma announced that she had ordered a holiday to be observed throughout the Emerald City, in honor of her visitors.
In the morning a good breakfast was served, and then Mr. Randolph made ready to start on his journey.
Every morning after breakfast I prepared his bath, made his cage clean and sweet, filled his cups with fresh seed and water from the well-house, and hung a spray of chickweed in his swing.
I locked the dining-room door, and proceeded to eat my breakfast, though the food almost choked me.
After a few minutes she came back to her place and began to eat her breakfast with her fingers.
In a few minutes she yielded and finished her breakfast peaceably.
After breakfast we go out and watch the men at work.
We must have breakfast first.
After breakfast Napoleon in de Beausset's presence dictated his order of the day to the army.
Your breakfast is in the microwave.
She finished her breakfast with little conversation and saw Sarah and Tammy off to church.
The condo smelled of breakfast, and he looked around, satisfied to find it clean again.
She drove to the bed and breakfast instead, where the friendly woman who rented rooms had left the back door open for her.
Neither spoke on their return trip to the bed and breakfast, and she went straight to her room.
It held breakfast for two, and he racked his mind for who the other was.
When he turned to place their breakfast on the table near the patio, he thought he recognized her.
Breakfast was on the magic obsidian tray next to the bed.
Bird Song's managerial pair tried to present a breakfast happy face over coffee cake and muffins, but their efforts continued to fall short as they waited for Martha to make an appearance.
"Do you want some breakfast, sleepyhead?" she asked.
Can you remember any breakfast that I've had today? growled Jim, as if he resented Zeb's speech.
They came while we were eating breakfast, and my friends enjoyed them with me.
We surprised our dear friends, however, for they did not expect us Saturday; but when the bell rung Miss Marrett guessed who was at the door, and Mrs. Hopkins jumped up from the breakfast table and ran to the door to meet us; she was indeed much astonished to see us.
She discovered a hole in her boot the other morning, and, after breakfast, she went to her father and spelled, "Helen new boot Simpson (her brother) buggy store man."
After breakfast, which was her best time, Marya Dmitrievna sat down in her armchair and called Natasha and the count to her.
After breakfast, Morino arrived and took Alex and Jonathan out to see the mares.
He picked at his food while the rest of us wolfed down stacks of pancakes and melt in your mouth sausage, the finest breakfast I'd eaten in years.