Clement Attlee is going to fire some of his ministers. For both it would be a painful business. For him, it would mean the first break in the group of old friends and party comrades with whom he shared Labor's triumph in 1945. For them, it would be the moment when they must go to the King, give up their seals of office, and forgo the honors, the chauffeurs and cars, the £5,000 a year, the sense of power and position which most ministers, being human, come to consider theirs forever. Most of...
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