But it had an extraordinary reputation for being "first there" with intimate news at breakfast time.
EPILOGUE
Upon the Chelsea Embankment there is a house which, for some months after its new occupants had taken possession of it, was an object of considerable interest to those who passed by.
People used to point there, at that time, and tell each other that "That's where the Socialist duke and his actress wife have gone to live. The Duke of Paddington—you know!—gave up all his possessions, or nearly all, to be held in trust for the Socialists. They say that he's half mad, never recovered from being captured by those burglars on the night of the big railway smash on the G.E.R."
"Silly Juggins!" would be the reply. "Wish I'd have had it. You wouldn't see me giving it all up—not half!"
But for several years the house has been just like any ordinary house and few people point to it or talk about it any more.
There have been hundreds of sensations since the duke and his wife settled down in Chelsea.
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