Somewhat tense but never impatient, the crowd had waited at the gates since early morning, but it was not until the afternoon shadows had begun to lengthen that the superintendent of Buckingham Palace at last made his appearance. His face wore a broad grin, and his hand bore a simple two-sentence statement handwritten on pale grey stationery and signed by the Queen's four doctors. "Is it a boy?" shouted someone in the crowd as the superintendent hung the gilt-framed announcement upon the railings. "Yes, it is," he shouted back, and the crowd...
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