"Who are you?" said Marcia, drawing back.
Book II
MARCIA
"To make you me how much so e'er I try,
You will be always you, and I be I."
CHAPTER IX
"Miss Coryston, I have done a dreadful thing," said a trembling voice. "I—I have deceived your servants—told them lies—that I might get to see you. But I implore you, let me speak to you!—don't send me away!"
Marcia Coryston looked in amazement at the shrinking, childish creature, standing suppliant before her, and repeated:
"I have not an idea who you are. Please tell me your name."
"My name—is Alice Betts," said the other, after a momentary hesitation. "Oh, perhaps you don't know anything about me. But yet—I think you must; because—because there has been so much talk!"