Shrunken, however, though the manor may be, its famous dale combines in miniature all the beauties of Dovedale. It has its grey cliffs overhung with foliage, its murmuring river, its tall and slender tor rising out of Pike Poo], its mysterious caves, and, what Dovedale has not, the ruins of an ancient manor house with a history which, though unwritten until now, is worthy of attempt as well because of its chequered continuity through many ages as because of the reputation achieved by some members of the Family long situated there.