I asked for a glass of water.

If I be seised of a manor, and a stranger grants all manner of estovers for my manor to me, &c. by this grant I shall have house-bote, plough-bote, and hay-bote, &c.

This time, however, it only includes the static parameters that you expect to be consistent across your estate.

The squall over Mr Cheney's behaviour in Quailgate will probably die down, providing Mr Whittington survives. But the debate over hunting will go on growing.