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Updated: May 7, 2025
She crept down the path to Walna from Merripit Hill, like a snail with a backache, and weren't in no case at all for merriment; yet the first thing she heard as she come in was laughter; and the first thing she seed was pretty Mary Tuckett sitting on Mrs. Badge's kitchen table, swinging her legs, and eating bits of raw rhubarb out of a pie as my mistress was trying to make.
White started; but she hadn't reached the tumble-down gate of Walna in fact, 'twas the head of an old iron bedstead stuck there and not a gate at all when Charity called after her. "Go brisk and catch up that girl Mary Tuckett," she said. "Tell her, on second thoughts for her good and not for mine that I'll do what she wants. Go clever and brisk, and you'll over-get her afore she's home again."
When farmer Badge died, his widow kept on at Walna, and some people thought the world of her, same as I always did, but some was a bit frightened, because of her great gifts.
And altogether she worked upon the mind of Peter Hacker so terrible, that he got into a proper sweat of fear and anger but chiefly fear. And the next day unknown to Mary he rode up along to Walna, and had a tell with Charity Badge on his own account. Peter began in his usual way with women. He blustered a lot, and talked very loud and stamped his foot and beat his leg with his riding-whip.
Walna was a poor little bit of a place up the Wallabrook Valley, and when Charity died it all went to pieces, for there was none to take it again.
Tramps slept there till the roof fell in, and then the hawks and owls took it over; but fifty years agone she flourished and did pretty well there, one way and another, though 'twas more by the people that visited her for her wisdom than anything she made out of the tumble-down farm. More'n a cow or two she never had no cattle, and the last sheep to Walna went to pay for farmer Badge's coffin.
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