Of course the Ambassadors and their wives were there, the chief rulers of the Empire and men and women of distinction and most of the royal family.

The dinner and the music and the plate and the decorations and the jewels and the uniforms--all these were regal; but there is a human touch about it that seems almost democratic.
All for His Majesty of Denmark, a country with fewer people and less wealth than New Jersey.

This whole royal game is most interesting.

Lloyd George and H.H.Asquith and John Morley were there, all in white knee breeches of silk, and swords and most gaudy coats--these that are the radicals of the Kingdom, in literature and in action.

Veterans of Indian and South African wars stood on either side of every door and of every stairway, dressed as Sir Walter Raleigh dressed, like so many statues, never blinking an eye.