Free Show. All along the Mall from Buckingham Palace nearly to Trafalgar Square stretched a double row of shiny limousines bearing debutantes, peeresses, diplomats and their wives to Her Majesty's first Court of the season. Stalled by the formality of the occasion, the cars were surrounded by a dense, jostling mass of working girls, tired shoppers and messenger boys, who scrambled like children at the Zoo for a peek at High Society before going home to tea. The great state show soon to take place inside the palace was not for them. This was...
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