A big, rambling Richardsonian Romanesque style summer house (by the man himself) of 7900 square feet, 5 bedrooms, 6 full and 2 partial baths, on 3 acres.
Commissioned fro Theodore W. Phinney and the childhood home of Newport artist Richard Grosvenor. For me it's the perfect Newport house, a sprawling, eccentric and sometimes exotic pile full of unusual spaces and rich detailing. Aside from the furnishings I would change very little. It's a perfect house to fill with friends over the summer and occupy for as much of the year as reasonable then escape to somewhere warmer in the dead of winter and back in the spring, moving from room to room to catch a breeze or the sun, picking over the books in the reception hall fitted out as a library, or moving out to the porches and lawn.
There are two kitchens on two floors, the one shown was done without a great deal of expense or care, the light fixtures are cheap, there's no pool, there's no ocean access (but a pond an ocean view), there's nothing state-of-the-art about the place unless you turn back the clock to 1870.
I would fill the place with oriental rugs and endless sofas and chairs, antiques and modern furniture, old and new art, and not give a lot of thought it. Why compete with such architecture? The fact that it's a summer place gives license not to treat it deadly seriously, both in interior decoration and fussing over kitchens and bathrooms and renovations. Keep the roof tight and the windows in good order, replace systems where necessary or cost effective, and leave the place mostly alone. There's no need for a flashy 3-year restoration where everything is taken apart and put back together again shiny bright like a new penny and looking wrong for it all.
If you have the kind of friends who will be offended not to have a salt water pool and acres of marble shower fit for a Russian oligarch or a tech billionaire, let them stay home. It's not that kind of house. It is though the kind of house I would want to be invited back to.