After a silent meal Joshua and Maggie stood in the living room watching each other.

They shared a silent meal at the house, for no one felt much like talking.

Halfway through our silent meal, a movement caught my eye.

It was a silent meal, with each one absorbed in his own thoughts.

After a silent meal and a ten-minute rest, we went on.

When the silent meal was concluded, the Druid motioned them to their feet.

It was a very silent meal, except for occasional questions from Vincent.

They had been introduced perfunctorily, and then sat down at a long table for a silent meal.

It had been an unusually silent meal in an isolated and guarded room.

It was a somewhat silent meal, for our circumstances were a check on talk; moreover, I thought that the others looked at me rather oddly.