They understood those mysterious theological and political discussions which were a constant source of perplexity and irritation to Cherry.
"As if it mattered one way or another," she would say to herself.
"I can't see that one way is a bit better than another! I wonder folks can care to make such a coil about it." "Hast come to help us with the pie, Cherry ?" asked Jemima kindly.
"There, then, take my place with the paste; 'tis almost ready, but would do with a trifle more beating.

And there be fowls to draw and get ready for the oven, and I know thou lovest not such a task." Cherry shuddered at the thought, and gladly took Jemima's place, tasting the almond with an air of relish, and going about her tasks with a dainty air that would have angered Aunt Susan, but which honest Keziah regarded with admiration.
"How many be coming to supper tonight ?" asked Cherry.

"Is it to be a gathering ?" "Nay, I scarce know.

I have only heard what aunt said to thee.
Father spoke of guests without saying the number, and she said our uncle would be there, and Master Anthony Cole and his son.

Whether there be any others I know not; belike Rachel and Jacob may come too." "Now I am sore puzzled anent this Anthony Cole," said Cherry, as she beat her paste and leaned towards Keziah, so that her voice might not carry as far as the kitchen.
"And wherefore art thou puzzled, child ?" "Marry, because it was but a short while ago that we were forbid even to speak with him or any in his house, neighbours though we be; and now he comes oft, and father gives him good welcome, and bids him to sup with us.