The men look tired. They must have to work hard to pay for all these furs. Untold thousands of animals slaughtered. Many of the furs are imitations but the real ones are seen by the thousands. In the street within the wire ropes there is a roar and bustle.
Police rush past at sixty miles an hour.
They are in cars and on motorcycles. Gaudily dressed diplomats are passing. Now there comes a troop of cavalry. The horses are beautiful. The faces of the soldiers are set and stern looking.