She dropped her fork and stood.
He picked up a fork and lit into his lunch.
"You're supposed to eat with a spoon or a fork," she instructed calmly as she finished wiping the little hand.
Jonathan put the last fork beside a plate and smiled up at her.
"What's this about you two sleeping in the barn last night?" he asked, jabbing a fork into his eggs.
She pointed her fork at him.
She focused on her food and banged her fork against her plate.
Pointing his fork at her plate, he spoke sternly.
She glanced up at him, a fork full of eggs half way to her mouth.
She looked at him, then at the silverware, and picked a fork she recognized.
He turned his fork over, examining the meat more thoroughly.
They rolled past South Fork, and 20 miles later, Del Norte, where the lead cadre of bikers hummed their way toward Monte Vista, 14 miles further, and then the final 17 miles to Alamosa.
He stabbed a fork into the roast and cut a small slice off.
"Don't you wag that fork at me," she warned.
Color crawled up his neck as he carefully placed the fork across his plate.
They retraced their steps until they reached another fork in the tunnel.
Up at the end of the Dexter Creek road—left at the fork, at the very end.
Picking up a fork, he paused, smiling as he eyed her mischievously.
Her idea of selecting the right fork brought to mind the choice between a table fork and a pitchfork.
He pointed his fork at her plate.
The kitchen clock ticked off thirty seconds before she put down her fork and pushed away from the table.
Pulling open a drawer, he dispensed a spoon, fork and knife for each of them.
The fork paused half way to his mouth, his startled gaze meeting hers.
Alex put down his fork and leaned back in his chair, studying her.
He leaned forward, picked up his fork and began devouring his supper without further comment.
He twirled his fork in the spaghetti and glanced out the window.
He slowly picked up his fork, never taking his eyes off of her.
She gnawed at her lower lip and twisted a fork in her eggs.
I threatened him with a pitch fork and told him to get out and not come back.
Stein tuned Mozart's piano to a fork a' 421.6, and the Broadwood pianos used at the London Philharmonic Society in its first concerts (1813) were tuned to a fork c 2 506.8, which gives a mean tone a' 423.7.
About that time, or it may be a few years earlier, Sir George Smart established a fork for the Philharmonic Society, a' 433.2.
Sir Michael Costa was the conductor 1846-1854, and from his acceptance of that high pitch the fork became known as Costa's, and its inception was attributed to him, though on insufficient grounds.
In 1874 a further rise in the fork to a' 454 was instigated by Sir Charles Halle.
The British army is bound by His Majesty's Rules and Regulations to play at the Philharmonic pitch, and a fork tuned to a' 452.5 in 1890 is preserved as the standard for the Military Training School at Kneller Hall.
1714 Seville Cathedral.1785-1790Old English tuning-fork' c. 1715 Imperial Russian Court Church Band..
1618 Peppercorn's tuning-fork (Broadwood).
1834 Montal's tuning-fork, Paris opera.
1834 Reissiger's tuning-fork, Dres den.
It constructs large ball-like nests of dried leaves, lodged in a fork of the branches of a large tree, and with the opening on one side.
It should know what the food on my fork weighs, run a chemical analysis of every bite I take, and log it in my Digital Echo file for my future reference.
An ax will be useful, a hunting spear not bad, but a three-pronged fork will be best of all: a Frenchman is no heavier than a sheaf of rye.
Señor Medena put his fork down and folded his hands.
Alex pointed his fork at her and opened his mouth to speak, but Carmen cut him off.
Giddon was silent, giving all his attention to his food, but Tammy watched Lisa with interest, twirling her fork in her eggs and squirming in her chair.
Finally she put down her fork and gave up the pretense.
Deidre dropped her fork, not expecting the news.
Señor Medena put down his fork and leaned back.
Alex paused with the fork half way to his mouth and studied the meat uneasily.
He dropped the fork and turned to her.
Finally she sighed and put her fork down.
He paused again, his fork poised over the pork chop on his plate, his gaze fixed on her face.
She twisted her fork in her mashed potatoes.
Denton paused with his fork half way to his mouth, the saucer of cake perched delicately on his other hand.
She shook her head and picked up her fork, stabbing it into the eggs.
Instead of these are cats with more or less abbreviated tails, showing in greater or less degree a decided kink or bend near the tip. In other cases the tail is of the short curling type of that of a bulldog; sometimes it starts quite straight, but divides in a fork-like manner near the tip; and in yet other instances it is altogether wanting, as in the typical Manx cats.
1762 Pascal Taskin's tuning-fork, Paris..
1860 Stein's tuning-fork, Vienna 1780 Handel's tuning-fork.
Fork of the White river, in Marion county, of which it is the county-seat, and at almost the exact geographical centre of the state.
He did not know whether he should take the right-hand fork or the left-hand.
I crouched down in the fork of the tree.