breakfast-tray

In this desolate apartment in which Mr. Pinto had invited me to see him, there were three chairs, one bottomless, a little table on which you might put a breakfast-tray, and not a single other article of furniture.

Roundabout Papers 2006

There was a letter from Hilda on the breakfast-tray.

Lady Chatterley's Lover 2004

Polly, in her delicate state of health, to carry a breakfast-tray to the bedside: cast up at her, in short, all that had made him champ and fret in silence.

Australia Felix 2003

The present was that of the opportunity dear old Waymarsh had flattered himself he had divined in him the slight soreness of not having yet thoroughly enjoyed; so he had brought it to him thus, as on a little silver breakfast-tray, familiarly though delicately — without oppressive pomp; and he was to bend and smile and acknowledge, was to take and use and be grateful.

The Ambassadors 2003

So she made sure that there was no sign that anyone had been in her rooms, and tucked herself back up in her bed, dozing until the odious Mary Anne appeared to wake her by pulling back the curtains and making a great clattering of noise with the breakfast-tray that she had brought.

The Gates Of Sleep Lackey, Mercedes 2002

She tore herself betimes from the lingering enjoyment of her breakfast-tray, rang to have her grey gown laid out, and despatched her maid to borrow a prayerbook from Mrs. Trenor.

The House of Mirth Edith Wharton 1987

She tore herself betimes from the lingering enjoyment of her breakfast-tray, rang to have her grey gown laid out, and despatched her maid to borrow a prayerbook from Mrs. Trenor.

The House of Mirth Edith Wharton 1987

She tore herself betimes from the lingering enjoyment of her breakfast-tray, rang to have her grey gown laid out, and despatched her maid to borrow a prayerbook from Mrs. Trenor.

The House of Mirth Edith Wharton 1987

He rescued the breakfast-tray and carried it to a table by the window.

Hercule Poirot's Casebook Christie, Agatha, 1890-1976 1984

The roses were presented to Madge every morning when the maid brought up her breakfast-tray, and for the first time in her life Miss Madge enjoyed the luxury of eating her breakfast in bed.

Madge Morton, Captain of the Merry Maid Amy D. V. Chalmers