Mr. Churchill loves fine clothes, silk underwear, cream-colored pajamas, soft linen handerkerchiefs, grey suede gloves, chimneypot hats and lounge suits with a sly pin stripe. Bit of a dandy he is, always dashing about somewhere. A year ago it was a sea trip to Newfoundland's Placentia Bay for the Atlantic Charter signing. Then two flights to Washington. Now it was the 10,000-mile trip to Egypt and Moscow. It was a relief this week to Sawyers, Churchill's pale-lashed, nimble little valet, to be back again in No. 10 Downing Street.
The flight to Egypt found...
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