by Barbara Willard
A hundred paces from Augustine, the King halted and all his followers closed in around him. They seemed to make a shield, as though to protect him. At that, Wolf realized a strange thing - it was simply that the stranger, Augustine, standing upright there with the cross borne at his shoulder, supported by a few unarmed men, was none the less stronger than Ethelbert, King of Kent, on whose hospitality and understanding he depended. If anyone there was afraid, it was not to be Augustine and the brethren, facing possible death - it was the King and his court. For what they feared was the sharpest fear of all - the fear of the unknown.
597 A. D.