In London's Savoy Hotel last week, the staid Abraham Lincoln Room seethed with such important people as cabinet ministers, the Lord Mayor and U.S. Ambassador Lewis Douglas. They had all come to do homage to a national figure. Cried a scarlet-liveried herald, announcing the guest of honor: "Pray silence for Mr. Danny Kaye!"
Danny, the toomler* who came out of New York's borsch circuit to become a top Broadway and Hollywood comic, was riding his greatest triumph: he was the U.S. traveling salesman who had won the heart of Britannia. It was not just an entertainer's hit; visiting Americans thought that...
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