I had meant to send for Musgrave, but now I feel I must use an extra effort to give him a good post.
Miss Musgrave gazed inquiringly from one to another, and the Scholar, laying his hand on her arm, whispered something in her ear.
Really, Elrington, or Musgrave, I hardly know which to call you.
You imagine Musgrave's resolve to go was, so to speak, spontaneous?
This is Musgrave's elegant emendation, which Hermann, unwilling to let well alone, has attempted to spoil.
