She would not even by a word seem to doubt Cuthbert's fidelity.

Keziah, if she did not know how matters stood betwixt them, knew enough to have a very shrewd suspicion of it.
She had been in some sort Cherry's confidante.

Both the sisters had some knowledge of each other's secret.
The next evening, just before it grew dark, as Cherry was sitting alone in the upper parlour, exempt from household toil that she might get her own wardrobe ready, and now having laid her needle aside because she could no longer see, the door opened, and the tall, loose figure of Jacob Dyson appeared framed against the dark background of the staircase behind, and the girl sprang to her feet with a little exclamation of pleasure and welcome.
"I thought that thou wouldst come to see me, Jacob.

Thou hast heard that I am going away ?" "Ay, I have heard it.

Art thou glad to be going, Cherry ?" "Yes, verily I am.