Her mother was on the point of replying, "Because he will not hear it," but saw she owed it to her husband not to say so to his child.
Mercy said to herself, "It is not to annoy my father he does it, but to do what he can for his people! He does not even know how unpleasant it is to my father to have them so near! It must be one of the punishments of riches that they make the sight of poverty so disagreeable! To luxury, poverty is a living reproach." She longed to see Alister: something might perhaps be done to mitigate the offence. But her father would never consent to use her influence! Perhaps her mother might!
She suggested therefore that Alister would do nothing for the sake of annoying her father, and could have no idea how annoying this thing was to him: if her mother would contrive her seeing him, she would represent it to him!
Mrs. Palmer was of Mercy's opinion regarding the purity of Alister's intent, and promised to think the matter over.
The next night her husband was going to spend at Mr. Brander's: the project might be carried out in safety!
The thing should be done! They would go together, in the hope of persuading the chief to change the site of his new village!
When it was dark they walked to the cottage, and knocking at the door, asked Nancy if the chief were at home. The girl invited them to enter, though not with her usual cordiality; but Mrs. Palmer declined, requesting her to let the chief know they were there, desirous of a word with him.
Alister was at the door in a moment, and wanted them to go in and see his mother, but an instant's reflection made him glad of their refusal.
"I am so sorry for all that has happened!" said Mrs. Palmer. "You know I can have had nothing to do with it! There is not a man I should like for a son-in-law better than yourself, Macruadh; but I am helpless."
"I quite understand," replied the chief, "and thank you heartily for your kindness. Is there anything I can do for you?"