4
“Here we are, Jean! It’s not too late to change our minds, you know?”
Jean was holding Steve-e-Joe’s hand and they both stood in front of a huge gate in front of a large field which had been converted into a campsite. There were many tents of different sizes scattered about with the odd campfire blazing in front of a few of them.
“Wow, it looks like King Henry’s whole army is camped here,” Jean said in excitement.
“Don’t be daft! There can’t be more than a hundred men here,” came his reply.
“Oh well, I’ve never seen a hundred men in the same place before.”
They both giggled at her joke and Jean remarked, “There are more tents here than there are homes in our village.”
“You’re right... But look! That seems like the place to sign up,” Joe said, pointing to a tent that wasn’t too far
