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"You've been out, Sophia? " said Mrs. Baines in the parlour, questioningly. Sophia had taken off her hat and mantle hurriedly in the cutting-out room, for she was in danger of being late for tea; but her hair and face showed traces of the March breeze. Mrs. Baines, whose stoutness seemed to increase, sat in the rocking chair with a number of The Sunday at Home in her hand. Tea was set.
"Yes, mother. I called to see Miss Chetwynd."