`` Gracious me ! '' exclaimed Mrs. March blankly . `` You do n't mean to tell me that you have walked over from Oriental today -- and you a sick woman ! For pity 's sake , come in , quick . And if you 're not wet to the skin ! '' She fairly pulled her visitor into the hall , and led her to the sitting-room . `` Sit down . Take this big easy-chair right up to the fire -- so . Let me take your bonnet and shawl . I must run right out to tell Hannah to get you a hot drink . '' `` You are very kind , '' whispered the other . `` I do n't know you , but you look like a woman I used to know when I was a girl . She was a Mrs. Bennett , and she had a daughter , Anna . Do you know what became of her ? I forget . I forget everything now . '' `` My name is March , '' said Mrs. March briefly , ignoring the question . `` I do n't suppose you ever heard it before . '' She wrapped her own warm shawl about the other woman 's thin shoulders . Then she hastened to the kitchen and soon returned , carrying a tray of food and a steaming hot drink .
She wheeled a small table up to her visitor 's side and said , very kindly , `` Now , take a bite , my dear , and this raspberry vinegar will warm you XXXXX up .
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