"Welcome Home!" roared half a million voices from the crowd clustered 40-deep along the Portsmouth waterfront. Naval batteries thundered salutes. Sirens howled. And from a forest of mastheads bobbing in the harbor royal ensigns dipped in respectful greeting. On the quarter-deck of the Vanguard the Royal Family stood once again, berry-brown and beaming at the end of their 14,000-mile, three-month trip. As the great, grey battleship that had carried them so far slid gracefully into her home berth once more, Princess Elizabeth was so excited that she broke into a dance step. "Oh," cried a dockside onlooker, as the Duke...
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