Kent is the realm’s gate and its garden: every road to the southern water runs through it, and the crossing is made from its coast. These chapters keep to Dover’s quays and its port-reeve, to the water and what a crossing costs, and to the caves and drowned lands along the shore; then they go inland, to Maidstone and its guildhall, the Marsh and its sheep, the chalk about Wye, and the old ports of Sandwich and Romney, which the silt has closed.

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