text:  Day after day Mr Gillingham Howard looked up to the tuft of trees that crowned the beautiful field beyond his park and on seeing no symptoms of cutting down nor other preparations for house-building began to indulge in the pleasing anticipation that the old gentleman had no intention of the kind; and by cherishing this idea for some time he succeeded at last in believing that if he did in reality turn his ground to any such a purpose he would be guilty of a fresh injustice