human
Mr. Malone, how do you do? continued Shirley, lifting up her mirth-lit face to the gallery.
gpt
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.
human
Ha! ha! cried Malone, in hollow laughter, quitting the door, and leaning over the massive balustrade.
gpt
Really that animal alarmed Donne. He is a little timid, he proceeded, stiffening himself, and walking trimly to the stairhead.
human
I thought it better to follow, in order to reassure him.
gpt
It appears you did. Well, come down, if you please.--John (turning to her manservant),