text:  There were fountain courts without a fountain; and chapel-yards with no chapel; why should we speak of kitchens conjuring up visions of roasted oxen and butteries suggestive of hogsheads of home-brewed ale when fire-places are now choked up and nothing is left of the buttery but a pile of broken stones? At first on going in we dilated on the grand things we should do in the way of restoration if we were the lord of the castle