Churchill opened a
buff folder containing two photographs and placed it in front of the
King. As if in a trance, the King gulped his brandy refilled his
glass. The colour rising in his face; the King was known for
his temper. “What in God’s name does the Duke of Kent think he is doing with this
American woman? Always these bloody Americans. Who is this other naked chap? Some Jerry spy, we
shouldn’t wonder.”
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