No longer in the mighty kitchens are prepared the prodigious supply of meats destined for the support of the poor or the entertainment of the traveller.

No kindly porter stands at the gate, to bid the stranger enter and partake of the munificent abbot's hospitality, but a churlish guard bids him hie away, and menaces him if he tarries with his halbert.

Closed are the buttery-hatches and the pantries; and the daily dole of bread hath ceased.

Closed, also, to the brethren is the refectory.

The cellarer's office is ended.