This proposition was undeniable.  The council therefore broke up without coming to any conclusion, as has occurred to councils of more importance; only it was determined that the Bailie should send his own three milk-cows down to the Mains for the use of the Baron’s family, and brew small ale, as a substitute for milk, in his own.  To this arrangement, which was suggested by Saunderson, the Bailie readily assented, both from habitual deference to the family, and an internal consciousness that his courtesy would, in some mode or other, be repaid tenfold.

The Baron having also retired to give some necessary directions, Waverley seized the opportunity to ask, whether this Fergus, with the unpronounceable name, was the chief thief-taker of the district.

‘Thief-taker!’ answered Rose, laughing; ’he is a gentleman of great honour and consequence; the chieftain of an independent branch of a powerful Highland clan, and is much respected, both for his own power, and that of his kith, kin, and allies.’

’And what has he to do with the thieves, then? is he a magistrate, or in the commission of the peace?’ asked Waverley.

The commission of war rather, if there be such a thing,’ said Rose; ’for he is a very unquiet neighbour to his un-friends, and keeps a greater following on foot than many that have thrice his estates.  As to his connexion with the thieves, that I cannot well explain; but the boldest of them will never steal a hoof from any one that pays blackmail to Vich Ian Vohr.’

‘And what is blackmail?’

’A sort of protection-money that Low-country gentlemen and heritors, lying near the Highlands, pay to some Highland chief, that he may neither do them harm himself, nor suffer it to be done to them by others; and then, if your cattle are stolen, you have only to send him word, and he will recover them; or it may be, he will drive away cows from some distant place, where he has a quarrel, and give them to you to make up your loss.’

’And is this sort of Highland Jonathan Wild admitted into society, and called a gentleman?’

‘So much so,’ said Rose, ’that the quarrel between my father and Fergus Mac-Ivor began at a county meeting, where he wanted to take precedence of all the Lowland gentlemen then present, only my father would not suffer it.  And then he upbraided my father that he was under his banner, and paid him tribute; and my father was in a towering passion, for Bailie Macwheeble, who manages such things his own way, had contrived to keep this blackmail a secret from him, and passed it in his account for cess-money.  And they would have fought; but Fergus Mac-Ivor said, very gallantly, he would never raise his hand against a grey head that was so much respected as my father’s.  Oh, I wish, I wish they had continued friends!’

’And did you ever see this Mr. Mac-Ivor, if that be his name, Miss Bradwardine?’

’No, that is not his name; and he would consider master as a sort of affront, only that you are an Englishman, and know no better.  But the Lowlanders call him, like other gentlemen, by the name of his estate, Glennaquoich; and the Highlanders call him Vich Ian Vohr, that is, the son of John the Great; and we upon the braes here call him by both names indifferently.’