But the old woman was determined to have an answer. 'How much did he give for it, Musselboro?'
'Six hundred pounds, I believe,' said Mr Musselboro, looking straight before him as he answered, and pretending to treat the subject with perfect indifference. 'Did he indeed, now? Six hundred pounds! And yet he hasn't got silver spoons. How things are changed! Tell me, Musselboro, who was that young man who came in with the painter?'
Mr Musselboro turned round and asked Mrs Dobbs Broughton. 'A Mr John Eames, Mrs Van Siever,' said Mrs Dobbs Broughton, whispering across the front of Mr Musselboro.英文原著 · 《The Last Chronicle of Barset》
The next morning Miss Crutchet traded rooms again, and the little children gave Miss Mussell their money, and she counted it, and it came to $2.84. The next day she came again because there were three that hadn't their money, so there was $2.88 at last. Miss Mussell had three little girls go with her after school to pick out the present. They chose a silver-plated pickle caster, which is exactly what girls of seven will choose, and, do you know, it came exactly to $2.88?英文原著 · 《Back Home》
All that appearance of low-bred jauntiness which used to belong to him seemed to have been washed out of him. His hair had forgotten to curl, his gloves had been thrown aside, and even his trinkets were out of sight. 'What has happened,' said Conway. 'What is the matter? Something is wrong.' Then it occurred to him that Musselboro had been sent to the house to tell the wife of the husband's ruin. 'The servant told me that I should find you upstairs,' said Musselboro. 'Yes; I have a painting here. For some time past I have been doing a picture of Miss Van Siever.英文原著 · 《The Last Chronicle of Barset》
Then she tiptoed down the hall clear to her own room and Mary Ellen Waldo let the pin drop, and Miss Mussell didn't come back to say whether she heard the pin drop or not. The children sat in breathless silence. Selma Morgenroth knocked her slate off and bit her lip with mortification while the others looked at her as much as to say: "Oh, my! ain't you 'shamed ?" Then Miss Crutchet came back and smiled at the children, and they smiled back at her because they knew something she didn't know and couldn't guess at all. It was a secret.英文原著 · 《Back Home》
"You come here as a spy," he said to Ferdinand. "I will manacle your neck and feet together, and you shall feed on fresh water mussels, withered roots and husk, and have sea-water to drink. Follow."英文原著 · 《Beautiful Stories from Shakespeare》
Mosquitoes, the great plague of, 126, 339. Mount St. Helen's, 198; Hood, 203. Mouse River, source of, 60. Multnomah (Willamette) River, 221, 259. Musselshell River, 81. N
Nez Perce Indians (Chopunnish), 180; some account of the, 186. Noises, mysterious, 122.英文原著 · 《First Across the Continent》
*Crying cockles and mussels Alive, alive, oh* I'm dreading this dinner on Friday.美剧 · 《Downton Abbey》
There were clams and mussels and oysters...美剧 · 《Friends》