"_Sir Philip is gone!_" (with emphasis).
Shirley raised her brows. "_Bon voyage!_" said she.
"This will not do; this must be altered, ma'am."
He drew his chair forward; he pushed it back; he looked perfectly incensed, and perfectly helpless.
"Come, come now, uncle," expostulated Shirley, "do not begin to fret and fume, or we shall make no sense of the business. Ask me what you want to know. I am as willing to come to an explanation as you. I promise you truthful replies."
"I want--I demand to know, Miss Keeldar, whether Sir Philip has made you an offer?"

"Sir Philip is gone!" (with emphasis).
Shirley raised her brows. "Bon voyage!" said she.
"This will not do; this must be altered, ma'am."
He drew his chair forward; he pushed it back; he looked perfectly incensed, and perfectly helpless.
"Come now, uncle," said Shirley, "do not fret and fume. Ask me what you want to know. I promise you truthful replies."
"I demand to know, Miss Keeldar, whether Sir Philip has made you an offer?"
