"We here in Moscow are more occupied with dinner parties and scandal than with politics," said he in his quiet ironical tone.
Dinner will be ready at six O'clock.
Out flight was early so we had time for dinner on the way from the airport.
Carmen and Alex hosted Thanksgiving Dinner for all the family they had in Arkansas.
Jane, our GPS, as Betsy named her, didn't let us down and we found our friend's cabin at the end of a dusty road, hungry for dinner after a six hour drive.
I like my dinner to fight me.
"I wish to get a fowl for to-morrow's dinner," he said.
"I'll make it a dinner dish," said Jim.
Two weeks passed and I'd put Howie Abbott from my mind when Betsy called one evening as I heated a frozen dinner in my lonely apartment.
For each dinner, sixty or more people show up.
We go home about dinner-time usually, and Helen is eager to tell her mother everything she has seen.
"Count Rostov asks you to come to dinner today," said he, after a considerable pause which made Pierre feel uncomfortable.
Alex took them all to dinner to celebrate the birth.
She'd automatically made enough dinner for three after cooking for Kyle and Jonny for three months.
She made it through two and a half of the dinner-plate sized confections before she grimaced.
Let us not be upset and overwhelmed in that terrible rapid and whirlpool called a dinner, situated in the meridian shallows.
You could wear a feed sack at a formal dinner and not look underdressed.
The scents of what looked like pizza night taunted her, and she stood peering through the cracked door at the long dinner table.
I was thinking more along the lines that he can have no objection when I ask you to dinner, if he's out of the picture.
She needed more rope to reach the top of the cliff, yet being dinner for any creature wasn't the way she'd like to go.
And Jim never has met any of his dinner guests beforehand.
We'll see you for dinner, Yully?
For the other day, when you sat at dinner with your officers, I noticed that the wine made you act queerly.
Over pie and coffee that followed a meat loaf dinner, Betsy asked the question on all our minds.
Betsy spoke to Martha on the phone after dinner while Molly and I walked Bumpus.
It was strange sitting here, talking to a confessed rapist, with the sound of what was probably more of them eating dinner behind me.
How did the man you were discussing before dinner get caught, do you know?
"Wynn, I will call you for dinner when I get back," she said.
There are those who, like cormorants and ostriches, can digest all sorts of this, even after the fullest dinner of meats and vegetables, for they suffer nothing to be wasted.
The German tutor was trying to remember all the dishes, wines, and kinds of dessert, in order to send a full description of the dinner to his people in Germany; and he felt greatly offended when the butler with a bottle wrapped in a napkin passed him by.
They waited a long time for Natasha to come to dinner that day.
She came in to dinner with red eyes.
"I will tell my sister to ask her to dinner," said Anatole.
We had soup for dinner and the potatoes are grand!
Martha and Quinn were readying for our restaurant dinner in their room and Betsy was upstairs usurping the single bathroom.
Dusty hesitated and then snatched his dinner before he did something they'd both regret.
I told you I got a bad vibe from him when we had dinner a few weeks ago.
She ate her dinner on the back porch then wandered out onto the beach barefooted.
With a soul compass in one hand and his dinner in the other, Darkyn was satisfied for the first time in months.
If I wanted my mother to make ice-cream for dinner I made the sign for working the freezer and shivered, indicating cold.
At the dinner-table she was greatly disturbed because I didn't eat, and suggested that "Cook make tea for teacher."
After dinner it began to snow, and we had a good frolic and an interesting lesson about the snow.
After dinner father went to Birmingham on train far away.
Hardly a man takes a half-hour's nap after dinner, but when he wakes he holds up his head and asks, "What's the news?" as if the rest of mankind had stood his sentinels.
Frequently he would leave his dinner in the bushes, when his dog had caught a woodchuck by the way, and go back a mile and a half to dress it and leave it in the cellar of the house where he boarded, after deliberating first for half an hour whether he could not sink it in the pond safely till nightfall--loving to dwell long upon these themes.
However, I was released the next day, obtained my mended shoe, and returned to the woods in season to get my dinner of huckleberries on Fair Haven Hill.
Sometimes I had a companion in my fishing, who came through the village to my house from the other side of the town, and the catching of the dinner was as much a social exercise as the eating of it.
At length, as I leaned with my elbow on the bench one day, it ran up my clothes, and along my sleeve, and round and round the paper which held my dinner, while I kept the latter close, and dodged and played at bopeep with it; and when at last I held still a piece of cheese between my thumb and finger, it came and nibbled it, sitting in my hand, and afterward cleaned its face and paws, like a fly, and walked away.
The dinner even is only the parable of a dinner, commonly.
A little flock of these titmice came daily to pick a dinner out of my woodpile, or the crumbs at my door, with faint flitting lisping notes, like the tinkling of icicles in the grass, or else with sprightly day day day, or more rarely, in spring-like days, a wiry summery phe-be from the woodside.
The government of the world I live in was not framed, like that of Britain, in after-dinner conversations over the wine.
Will you come to dinner at the Rostovs'?
Pierre, in order to make Boris' better acquaintance, promised to come to dinner, and warmly pressing his hand looked affectionately over his spectacles into Boris' eyes.
It was just the moment before a big dinner when the assembled guests, expecting the summons to zakuska, * avoid engaging in any long conversation but think it necessary to move about and talk, in order to show that they are not at all impatient for their food.
The count, holding his cards fanwise, kept himself with difficulty from dropping into his usual after-dinner nap, and laughed at everything.
At dinner the prince usually spoke to the taciturn Michael Ivanovich more often than to anyone else.
The little princess during the whole discussion and the rest of the dinner sat silent, glancing with a frightened look now at her father-in- law and now at Princess Mary.
After washing and dressing, Prince Andrew came into the diplomat's luxurious study and sat down to the dinner prepared for him.
Come back early to dinner, cried several voices.
After dinner, he went to see his daughter-in-law.
Anna Mikhaylovna sat down beside him, with her own handkerchief wiped the tears from his eyes and from the letter, then having dried her own eyes she comforted the count, and decided that at dinner and till teatime she would prepare the countess, and after tea, with God's help, would inform her.
After dinner, she rushed head long after Anna Mikhaylovna and, dashing at her, flung herself on her neck as soon as she overtook her in the sitting room.
In spite of this, or rather because of it, next day, November 15, after dinner he again went to Olmutz and, entering the house occupied by Kutuzov, asked for Bolkonski.
He would say a lot of pleasant things, ask you to dinner" ("That would not be bad as regards the unwritten code," thought Boris), "but nothing more would come of it.
At the beginning of March, old Count Ilya Rostov was very busy arranging a dinner in honor of Prince Bagration at the English Club.
That's so, your excellency, all they have to do is to eat a good dinner, but providing it and serving it all up, that's not their business!
Evidently just before coming to the dinner he had had his hair and whiskers trimmed, which changed his appearance for the worse.
Someone obligingly took the dish from Bagration (or he would, it seemed, have held it till evening and have gone in to dinner with it) and drew his attention to the verses.
But before he had finished reading, a stentorian major-domo announced that dinner was ready!
Everyone rose, feeling that dinner was more important than verses, and Bagration, again preceding all the rest, went in to dinner.
The dinner, both the Lenten and the other fare, was splendid, yet he could not feel quite at ease till the end of the meal.
Despite Denisov's request that he would take no part in the matter, Rostov agreed to be Dolokhov's second, and after dinner he discussed the arrangements for the duel with Nesvitski, Bezukhov's second.
It was a grand farewell dinner, as he and Denisov were leaving to join their regiment after Epiphany.
Nicholas understood that something must have happened between Sonya and Dolokhov before dinner, and with the kindly sensitiveness natural to him was very gentle and wary with them both at dinner.
There were other guests and the countess talked little to him, and only as he kissed her hand on taking leave said unexpectedly and in a whisper, with a strangely unsmiling face: Come to dinner tomorrow... in the evening.
Let us have dinner, and then we'll set off.
At dinner, conversation turned on Pierre's marriage.
He came to town and wanted to invite me to dinner--I gave him a pretty dinner!...
Returned home for dinner and dined alone--the countess had many visitors I do not like.
I ate and drank moderately and after dinner copied out some passages for the Brothers.
After dinner I fell asleep and as I was drowsing off I clearly heard a voice saying in my left ear, "Thy day!"
At dinner the conversation did not cease for a moment and seemed to consist of the contents of a book of funny anecdotes.
After dinner Speranski's daughter and her governess rose.
After dinner Natasha, at Prince Andrew's request, went to the clavichord and began singing.
His hussar comrades--not only those of his own regiment, but the whole brigade--gave Rostov a dinner to which the subscription was fifteen rubles a head, and at which there were two bands and two choirs of singers.
There was still the hunting establishment which Nicholas had enlarged.
On the third day of Christmas week, after the midday dinner, all the inmates of the house dispersed to various rooms.
There was never a dinner or soiree at the club without him.
Next day the prince did not say a word to his daughter, but she noticed that at dinner he gave orders that Mademoiselle Bourienne should be served first.
After dinner, when the footman handed coffee and from habit began with the princess, the prince suddenly grew furious, threw his stick at Philip, and instantly gave instructions to have him conscripted for the army.
Nicholas' Day and the prince's name day--all Moscow came to the prince's front door but he gave orders to admit no one and to invite to dinner only a small number, a list of whom he gave to Princess Mary.
Boris had realized this the week before when the commander-in-chief in his presence invited Rostopchin to dinner on St. Nicholas' Day, and Rostopchin had replied that he could not come:
The small group that assembled before dinner in the lofty old-fashioned drawing room with its old furniture resembled the solemn gathering of a court of justice.
She did not even notice the special attentions and amiabilities shown her during dinner by Boris Drubetskoy, who was visiting them for the third time already.
Pierre was in an agreeable after-dinner mood.
In addition to the formal evening and dinner parties, a large company, chiefly of men, gathered there every day, supping at midnight and staying till three in the morning.
He well remembered the last interview he had had with the old prince at the time of the enrollment, when in reply to an invitation to dinner he had had to listen to an angry reprimand for not having provided his full quota of men.
At her table there were extra dishes at dinner, and the servants had vodka and roast goose or suckling pig.
After dinner Natasha went to her room and again took up Princess Mary's letter.
On the day the count left, Sonya and Natasha were invited to a big dinner party at the Karagins', and Marya Dmitrievna took them there.
At that party Natasha again met Anatole, and Sonya noticed that she spoke to him, trying not to be overheard, and that all through dinner she was more agitated than ever.
Sonya began watching her friend still more attentively and noticed that at dinner and all that evening Natasha was in a strange and unnatural state.
And stay to dinner if you care to! she called after Pierre.
Pierre did not stay for dinner, but left the room and went away at once.
The members who were assembling for dinner were sitting about in groups; they greeted Pierre and spoke of the town news.
He paced through the ballroom, waited till everyone had come, and as Anatole had not turned up did not stay for dinner but drove home.
At dinner the talk turned on the war, the approach of which was becoming evident.
This reply of Balashev's, which hinted at the recent defeats of the French in Spain, was much appreciated when he related it at Alexander's court, but it was not much appreciated at Napoleon's dinner, where it passed unnoticed.
Balashev, who was on the alert all through the dinner, replied that just as "all roads lead to Rome," so all roads lead to Moscow: there were many roads, and "among them the road through Poltava, which Charles XII chose."
Napoleon was in that well-known after-dinner mood which, more than any reasoned cause, makes a man contented with himself and disposed to consider everyone his friend.
It seemed to him that he was surrounded by men who adored him: and he felt convinced that, after his dinner, Balashev too was his friend and worshiper.
"No, after dinner," said the old count, evidently expecting much enjoyment from that reading.
Pierre had been silent and preoccupied all through dinner, seeming not to grasp what was said.
After dinner the count settled himself comfortably in an easy chair and with a serious face asked Sonya, who was considered an excellent reader, to read the appeal.
The dinner was nearly over, and the Emperor, munching a biscuit, rose and went out onto the balcony.
At dinner that day, on Dessalles' mentioning that the French were said to have already entered Vitebsk, the old prince remembered his son's letter.
On the twenty-fourth the weather cleared up after a spell of rain, and after dinner Pierre left Moscow.
The sergeant ran up to the officer and in a frightened whisper informed him (as a butler at dinner informs his master that there is no more of some wine asked for) that there were no more charges.
Dinner was brought him.
And the memory of the dinner at the English Club when he had challenged Dolokhov flashed through Pierre's mind, and then he remembered his benefactor at Torzhok.
Tomorrow after dinner I shall take the Iberian icon of the Mother of God to the wounded in the Catherine Hospital where we will have some water blessed.
At dinner Petya having returned home told them the news he had heard.
I will come back to dinner, and we'll set to work.
In particular, the words "I will come back to dinner," evidently displeased both reader and audience.
Pierre was hungry and shared the dinner with pleasure.
As usual after dinner he was slightly feverish, and his thoughts were preternaturally clear.
Petya took off his wet clothes, gave them to be dried, and at once began helping the officers to fix up the dinner table.
Next day the field marshal gave a dinner and ball which the Emperor honored by his presence.
Having taken precautions against the general drunkenness to be expected on the morrow because it was a great saint's day, he returned to dinner, and without having time for a private talk with his wife sat down at the long table laid for twenty persons, at which the whole household had assembled.
When her husband took his place she concluded, from the rapid manner in which after taking up his table napkin he pushed back the tumbler and wineglass standing before him, that he was out of humor, as was sometimes the case when he came in to dinner straight from the farm--especially before the soup.
Discussions and questions of that kind, which are like the question of how to get the greatest gratification from one's dinner, did not then and do not now exist for those for whom the purpose of a dinner is the nourishment it affords; and the purpose of marriage is the family.
When her vocal organs needed exercise, which was usually toward seven o'clock when she had had an after-dinner rest in a darkened room, the pretext would be the retelling of the same stories over and over again to the same audience.
I apologize for disrupting your dinner.
Thanks, now why don't you get dressed and we'll go out to dinner and a movie or something.
We plodded our way through dinner but the disappointment of the bad news phone call weighted on everyone's mind.
Betsy was knee deep in meetings through the dinner hour so I was designated to baby sit Howie.
So a week or two later, I asked him out... dinner at my place.
It was still early in California and I assumed she was at dinner though I'd been more comfortable knowing she and Molly had reached their destination without hitch.
I forced him to wait while we ate a late lunch, early dinner, meal.
Dusty asked, eyes going from his dinner to the mangled creature on the table in front of them.
There was a plate of cookies on the counter and the scent of dinner lingering around the oven.
He knew without asking she'd left him dinner again.
He took a long shower, exhausted, before retrieving his now lukewarm dinner from the house.
I'll leave dinner in the oven.
I mean, why else did you want to ask me out to dinner at the end?
The party meal was a bust, with everyone aware that the next dinner would be absent one of their number, perhaps for good.
Dinner was a quiet affair, cooked by the returning Fred O'Connor—hamburgers, a tad over-broiled, but the Deans appreciated the effort as they were busy with Bird Song's other chores.
We're going over there for dinner tomorrow.
Dinner at the Calvias' house must be just about over.
Cynthia suggested an outdoor barbeque for dinner and Dean began preparations in the late afternoon.
He detailed his pre-dinner conversation with Paul Dawkins.
Jennifer would remain in Ouray for at least another week, so she elicited a promise for a later dinner date.
Worst of all: she'd miss her first dinner date with Gabriel.
I will always meet you both for dinner again to explain, if it helps you.
If I do, I'll call you for that dinner date when I get back.
We'll have dinner on the veranda, he said.
She quickened her pace, not wanting to end up the dinner of some demon before she had a chance to try to plan an escape.
Then they told him dinner would be served directly and he replied that they could not serve it too quickly to suit his convenience.
They are people who heard of his gatherings, contacted him, and said, "I want to come to your dinner party."
At dinner it was read to the assembled family, who were surprised that I could write so well.
Mother will make ice-cream for dinner, we will have ice-cream and cake for dinner.
We played games and ate dinner under the trees, and we found ferns and wild flowers.
We had a very nice dinner on Thanksgiving day,--turkey and plum-pudding.
She amused herself with the beads until dinner-time, bringing the strings to me now and then for my approval.
I thought very much about the sad news when teacher went to the doctor's; she was not here at dinner and I missed her.'
I have made a satisfactory dinner, satisfactory on several accounts, simply off a dish of purslane (Portulaca oleracea) which I gathered in my cornfield, boiled and salted.
In the winter he had a fire by which at noon he warmed his coffee in a kettle; and as he sat on a log to eat his dinner the chickadees would sometimes come round and alight on his arm and peck at the potato in his fingers; and he said that he "liked to have the little fellers about him."
Sometimes, after staying in a village parlor till the family had all retired, I have returned to the woods, and, partly with a view to the next day's dinner, spent the hours of midnight fishing from a boat by moonlight, serenaded by owls and foxes, and hearing, from time to time, the creaking note of some unknown bird close at hand.
Most men would feel shame if caught preparing with their own hands precisely such a dinner, whether of animal or vegetable food, as is every day prepared for them by others.
Say, some hollow tree; and then for morning calls and dinner-parties!
But mind you come to dinner or I shall be offended, ma chere!
After receiving her visitors, the countess was so tired that she gave orders to admit no more, but the porter was told to be sure to invite to dinner all who came "to congratulate."
He says Count Orlov never gave such a dinner as ours will be!
I don't know why you guys don't go out to dinner more.
"After dinner," he said, answering my unasked question.
Her resolve lasted until her father left for dinner with their wealthy neighbors.
The men were at dinner, including Damian.
He knew Cynthia wanted to update him on her talk with Martha, but both realized time was short as they planned to take Martha to dinner for her last night under Bird Song's wing.
The Buen was nearly full, but as the season crept toward the Fourth of July and the heart of summer, finding a dinner seat anywhere in Ouray would often require patience.
Don't hold up dinner on my account.
You want to have dinner? he asked.