"Mr. Malone, how do you do?" continued Shirley, lifting up her mirth-lit face to the gallery. "That is not the way to the oak parlour; that is Mrs. Pryor's apartment. Request your friend Mr. Donne to evacuate. I shall have the greatest pleasure in receiving him in a lower room."

"Mr. Malone, how do you do?" continued Shirley, smiling. "That is Mrs. Pryor's apartment. Request your friend Mr. Donne to come out. I shall have the greatest pleasure in receiving him in a lower room."
