In wandering round the shattered walls and through the devastated interior, I gathered evidence that the calamity was not of late occurrence. Winter snows, I thought, had drifted through that void arch, winter rains beaten in at those hollow casements; for, amidst the drenched piles of rubbish, spring had cherished vegetation: grass and weed grew here and there between the stones and fallen rafters.
Rondando en torno a los derribados muros, comprobé que el siniestro debía haber sucedido tiempo atrás, porque entre las ruinas brotaba ya una vegetación silvestre: hierbas y musgos que crecían entre las piedras y las vigas partidas.