scriven

So we had a golden time at the Scriven House, where there is every thing to make the wayfarer enjoy himself.

With surgical exactitude Scriven poured out a good two fingers for his guest and an exceedingly small one for himself.

Scriven's voice was soft, but he spoke with an extraordinary precision of diction which had a quality almost of command.

He opened his mouth to some bitter remark about this hoax when Scriven put a restraining hand upon his arm.

A few perhaps; Scriven would be one of them in case he had a lab somewhere in here and time to work in it.