The Manor wood wanted thinning very badly.
The wood had been a good deal neglected.

"My Lord" had never liked to hear the axe going.

That was Grumby Green and the boundary of the estate in that direction.

The next farm was college property, and was rented five shillings an acre dearer than "My Lord's" land.

If Mr.Neville wished it the steward would show him the limit of the estate on the other side to-morrow.