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Perhaps not surprisingly, over half the lots went to Americans, who had always appeared more interested in, and accepting of, the Windsors. Benjamin Yim of San Francisco spent $29,000 to purchase a piece of the Windsors’ wedding cake, still contained in its neatly wrapped white silk box and bearing David’s and Wallis’s signatures. The Duke’s morning suit, which he had worn at his wedding, sold for $27,000; Wallis’s blue-velvet Christian Dior “Lahore” evening gown brought $26,450; and the red-leather dispatch box emblazoned with “The King” went for $65,000.
Designer Tommy Hilfiger purchased many of the furnishings from the villa for use in his new house in Connecticut. Pat Kerr, who had won the first bid, also purchased the album of the Windsors’ wedding as well as additional items and clothing; eight months before, she had also purchased four of the gowns auctioned by Diana, Princess of Wales. The famous Gerald Brockhurst portrait of Wallis was purchased by the National Portrait Gallery in London for $107,000; the Munnings equestrian painting of David as Prince of Wales sold for $2,312,000; and the two sketches Cecil Beaton had made of Wallis in 1936 at Cumberland Terrace and which had hung in her bathroom were sold for over $310,000.
Perhaps the two pieces which drew the biggest interest were the abdication desk and the Duke’s Garter banner. There was a great deal of criticism that these items—historically associated with the history of the Royal Family—were not returned to their collection. But it is difficult to believe that the Royal Family would have wished to add the abdication desk, which eventually brought $415,000, to any of their palaces. Ironically, in 1986, Mohammed al Fayed had given Prince Charles a private tour of the Windsor Villa and offered him the choice of any objects he desired. He had had no interest in the family albums or the Garter banner or any other souvenirs of his great-uncle‘s life.
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Many of the Windsors’ friends and intimates were horrified at the auction. “It was shocking,” says David Metcalfe. “The Duke would have been horrified at the auction. Nothing there had any great value, but it had a lot of sentimental value. I am sure he would have wanted most of it returned to the Royal Family.”
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Metcalfe’s sister Linda Mortimer called the auction “an absolute disgrace. It should never have happened. The Duchess had so much style and dignity and grace, and she would have been appalled by the sale.”
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And Janine Metz adds: “The Duke and Duchess were such private people. They would have died of sorrow at this sale.”
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The auction at Sotheby’s arguably closed the last chapter in the love story of the century: The Duke and Duchess were dead, their possessions scattered to the corners of the globe and their correspondence published. The tangible reminders of their life together have nearly vanished. La Croë still stands on a slope above the Mediterranean, half-hidden in an overgrown garden, its windows open to the sky, its rooms burned-out shells. The Paris villa, emptied of its contents, not only retains poignant memories of the Windsors but is now inexorably linked, through Mohammed al Fayed, with the tragic death of the most famous of royal outcasts, Diana, Princess of Wales. Buried side by side at Frogmore, beneath immense slabs of Portland stone, Wallis and David belong to history.
A few miles away, ringed by thick clumps of azalea and rhododendron and guarded by groves of fir and pine, stands Fort Belvedere. For many years abandoned by the crown, it has been brilliantly restored to its former glory. For twenty years, Wallis and David fought for permission to return to the Fort, where their romance had first played itself out; ironically, in death, they rest in the same idyllic stretch of Berkshire countryside.
“I would hesitate,” Wallis wrote in her memoirs, “to call the Fort mine in the way that women sometimes feel that they have an emotional claim to a setting where they came to share profound love.” Nevertheless, even after many years of exile in France, she declared that “a part of me remains in the vicinity.” After she was gone, Wallis warned, she would return to Fort Belvedere, “a pale and anonymous phantom,” flitting in and out of “the shadows along the Cedar Walk,” high above the tranquil stretch of Virginia Water in Windsor Great Park.
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In death, Wallis, Duchess of Windsor, would remain forever with the family that in life had rejected her.
Afterword (2003)
 
O
N MARCH
30, 2002, Queen Elizabeth the Queen Mother, died at the age of 101. In recalling what was by any standard an extraordinary life, the world’s media once again turned to the Duchess of Windsor, and to the Abdication which had thrust her husband on the Throne. Although, in 1967, Prime Minister Harold Wilson had declared that papers related to the reign and abdication of Edward VIII would remain classified until 2036, the Queen Mother’s death removed fears that embarrassing materials might come to light during her life.
Among the released documents was a draft of the speech Edward VIII wanted to deliver to his subjects, in which he acknowledged that “the newspapers of other countries have given you full cause for speculation as to what I am going to do–as to what is going to happen.” He planned to raise the subject of his relationship with Wallis in a straightforward manner: “It was never my intention to hide anything from you. Hitherto it has not been possible for me to speak, but now I must. I could not go on bearing the heavy burdens that constantly rest on me as King unless I could be strengthened in the task by a happy married life and so I am firmly resolved to marry the woman I love, when she is free to marry me. You know me well enough to understand that I could never have contemplated a marriage of convenience. It has taken me a long time to find the woman I want to make my wife. Without her, I have been a very lonely man. With her, I shall have a home and all the companionship and mutual sympathy and understanding which married life can bring.” He addressed the question of a morganatic marriage: “Neither Mrs. Simpson nor I have ever sought to insist that she should be Queen. All we desired was that our mutual happiness should carry with it a proper title and dignity for her, befitting my wife.” He ended with a plea: “Now that I have at last been able to take you so fully into my confidence, I feel it is best to go away for a while, so that you may reflect calmly and quietly, but without undue delay, on what I have said. Nothing is nearer to my heart than that I should return; but whatever may befall, I shall always have a deep affection for my country, for the Empire, and for all of you.”
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When Baldwin was shown the draft, he refused to let the broadcast proceed, forcing Edward into the position where abdication became inevitable. Further documents reveal how Baldwin manipulated the press and Dominion heads, informing the latter group that Mrs. Simpson’s statement of December 7, 1936, in which she offered to “withdraw” from the situation, was an “attempt to swing public opinion in her favour and thereby give her less reason to be uneasy as to her personal safety.”
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A memorandum from Prime Minister Neville Chamberlain after the abdication warned that the Duke of Windsor could only return to England with the prior permission of King George VI, and only on the advice of the Prime Minister and the Cabinet. Should he not meet these conditions, the Government would “doubtless feel obliged to advise His Majesty to suspend payments” to the former King. When the Duke learned of this, he complained that “it would be tantamount to my accepting payment for remaining in exile.” This was precisely the condition imposed, and was used to keep the Duke and Duchess of Windsor in exile, as was the continued refusal to grant the style of “Her Royal Highness” to the Duchess. Although the files contain protests at the illegality of George VI’s actions in denying the Duchess the style, they note “how strongly the King and Queen desire this situation to be established,” adding that it would be hers by right “unless something is done about it.”
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The King himself warned: “I think you know that neither the Queen nor Queen Mary have any desire to meet the Duchess of Windsor.”
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The papers are interesting not so much for what they disclose as for revealing how members of the establishment seized on sordid sexual allegations in their effort to blacken Wallis’s reputation. The British Government collected gossip against her: one letter declared that she was “well-known” in Baltimore as a “gold digger” and a prostitute; another charged that she was a hermaphrodite, while a third claimed that “children” who had played with her when small recalled her genitalia “knotted like a bunch of grapes.”
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Further papers name Guy Trundle as the latest in a long line of those said to have shared her bed. Born in 1899, a married man who worked as a car salesman for the Ford Motor Company, Trundle was described as “very good looking, well-bred, and an excellent dancer,” a “very charming adventurer” who, according to reports, conducted an affair with Mrs. Simpson in the summer of 1935. Special Branch officers, detailed to spy on Wallis, reported: “The identity of Mrs. Simpson’s secret love has been definitely ascertained.” The pair, they said, met “quite openly at informal social gatherings as a personal friend, but secret meetings are made by appointment when intimate relations take place.”
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Contrary to reports, the papers did not “reveal” an affair between Wallis and Trundle; rather, they show the lengths to which the British establishment was willing to go to undermine her position. By the summer of 1935, Wallis was deeply entrenched in her relationship with the Prince of Wales; surely the woman described as cold and calculating by her most dedicated enemies would not have engaged in such an open affair, thus providing them with ammunition to use against her. The entire episode is redolent of the conspiracy to discredit her, much like the infamous, and non-existent, China Dossier. How, we must ask, were these Special Branch officers able to ascertain what presumably went on behind closed doors, particularly as neither Trundle nor Wallis were ever directly confronted? The allegations rested on the pair being seen together, fed by gossip to fill in the gaps. Indeed, it speaks volumes of the level of British intelligence that these dossiers also claimed that she was well-known as a prostitute in Baltimore, and that she suffered from genital malformation–surely an odd affliction for a woman who supposedly made a career out of sleeping her way to power. Their inclusion helps establish the accuracy of these reports as a whole, reflecting not reality, but rather allegation based on rumor. It is difficult to treat the Trundle story as anything but the latest in a long line of scandalous assertions designed to portray Wallis in the worst possible light.
The papers are undoubtedly not the last such “revelations” that will see the light of day. Publication of the late Queen Mother’s papers, now deposited in the Royal Archives at Windsor, will likely shed further light on the attitudes and prejudices which drove her bitter feud with the Duchess. The opening of the dossiers–and the way in which their questionable and erroneous assertions have appeared in the British press without comment or correction–underscores the hardened attitudes. Attempts by George VI and his Queen to manipulate the former King and his wife, also contained in the documents, have been largely ignored in favour of the more prurient assertions which paint the traditional portrait of Wallis as a scheming, vindictive, and brazen woman of loose morals who seduced Edward VIII and brought about the abdication through her reckless adventure. This gross distortion, absolving Edward VIII of personal responsibility, and justifying the less than admirable behaviour of the British Royal Family, stands as a clear indication of the continuing antipathy toward the controversial Duchess of Windsor.
Acknowledgments
 
A
LTHOUGH I HAD MADE
a private decision to undertake this book at some future date while I was living in London in 1996, impetus was given to the project by Allan J. Wilson, my editor at Birch Lane Press. During the course of long telephone conversations between London and New York, he persuaded me to seriously consider this as my next endeavor. It was an enormous decision, but throughout the process Allan carefully steered the book from idea to fruition. Had it not been for his diligence, I would certainly have stalled for several years. Now I’m glad I listened to his advice. Throughout the publication of my previous three books, Allan has always been a constant source of encouragement and wisdom, and I owe him an immense debt for whatever success I have enjoyed.
In helping me master the often overwhelming struggle to bring this book in on deadline, I also must thank my second editor, Francine Hornberger. Francine went out on a limb for me, sensing the desperation in my five A.M. telephone calls as the due date approached. She has facilitated the quick and easy completion of this book, always with understanding and patience.
I also must thank my U.K. editor at Aurum Press, Sheila Murphy. Sheila has been an amazing source of support and information over the past two years, gathering together names, addresses, and telephone numbers, conducting interviews on my behalf, and rounding up assorted articles and reviews which were particularly important. As always, it was a great pleasure to work with her, and I consider myself lucky to have her in my corner.
This task has been made much easier through the generous cooperation and assistance of many people who had no stake in the project: William Aergraf, Robert Anderson, Elizabeth Argol, Joyce Behncke, Steve Cash, Mike Champion, Jane Corrier, Ron Darrow, Robert Dishaw, Hillary Donner, Ross Duden, Fred Exbery, Diane Farner, Nick Fenton, Malcolm Ford, Michel Frank, Ted Garrison, Jay Gendol, Kathryn Glennie, Michael Horton, Beth Hughes, Mary Anne Hugheson, David Ingersoll, Cary James, Alex Joyce, Ruth Judas, Dee Kapethorne, Patty Kerrigan, David Kramer, Mary Lawrence, Tim Loder, Connie Mason, Bill Mathews, Natasha McDermott, Cynthia Melin, Bill Nelson, Vanessa Nerome, Drew Pearson, James Polomis, Kathy Rierdon, Greg Ritchie, Mark Robards, Bob Samson, Kay Smithson, Chris Sorrel, Joe Spitz, Monica Tapert, Jay Tennant, Dawn Terrance, Vivica Tremayne, Corey Urbach, Edd Vick, Russ Vorshon, Phil Wamsher, Brodie Williamson, Mick Woelk, and Craig Wranner all have my thanks.
My friends have been particularly supportive, never failing to forgive me for disappearing from their lives for nearly two years. I would like to especially thank Sharlene Aadland, Daniel Briere, Liz and Andy Eaton, Laura Enstone, Jake Gariepy, Nils Hanson, Barbara and Paul Harper, Gretchen Haskin, Kathy Hoefler, DeeAnn Hoff, Dianne Holme, Jeff Hooks, Brien Horan, Chuck and Eileen Knaus, Angela Manning, Cecelia Manning, Mark Manning, Grant Michael Menzies, Denis Meslans, Russ Minugh, Steve O’Donnell, Sue and Ken Ottinger, Marina and Dick Schweitzer, Anne Shawyer, Caroline Shawyer, and Alexei Urmanov for their patience.
My parents, Roger and Helena King, once again lent their invaluable support—emotional, practical, and financial. Their generous understanding of my admittedly peculiar career has undoubtedly enabled me to achieve whatever I have managed thus far.
A great many people have submitted to interviews, answered my queries, provided me with valuable information, and assisted with the completion of this book. While some of those interviewed for this book requested anonymity, and others, while allowing me to mention their contributions, wished that specific information not be attributed, an ovewhelming majority deserve my public thanks: John Abbott, Joss Abercrombie, John Adams, Derek Adler, Jane Admonson, Nancy Keyes Adrian, Edward J. Alberts, Mary Aldridge, Jason Alexandrov, Morgan Balb, Letitia Baldridge, Elenya Baskin, Jeremy Bates, Peter Bawmer-Kitt, Jonathon Becker, William Beddoe, Gudrun Beker, Kathleen Belmond, Virginia Belushi, Enid Bennett, Charles Bickford, Horst Bierbicher, Norman Bishop, Ashley Black, Arnell Bledsoe, Bernard Blessert, Michael Bloch, Dirk Blum, Ann Bogart, Christopher Bonascelli, Anthony Bonar, Timothy Booth, Victor Boyle, Bruce Brackford, Alex Bradbury, Michael Brandon, Neville Brauner, Ian Briely-Curtis, Piers Brompton, Wilifrid Brody, Alistair Brown, Michele Brumfield, Michael Burgess, Robert Burton, Niall Byrd-Jones, Carol Byron, Wallace Calder, Lee Campbell, Katherine Cannon, Princess M. Cantacuzene, Alexander Camovatsky, Rachel Carr, Lynn Carroll, Mathew Carroll, Noah Carter, Dame Barbara Cartland, Tristan Cassell, Jean-Pierre Cassidy, Ekaterina Cedvenska, Dolores Celi, Josephine Cervi, Edward Chapman, Nikolai Chessiakov, Anna Churchill, Francisco di Ciardi, Mary Clark, Stanley Clarke, Rupert Clarke-Davies, David Cobb, Gregoire Coghian, Constance Cole, Jennifer Collins, William Connick, Dr. Robert Conte, Russell Conway, Elise Corbett, Mara Courdant, Isabel Cross, Antoinette Curnett, Robert Cutler, Cyril Daily, Cynthia Dale, Blythe Damon, Danielle Daste, Jean David, Lisa Davidson, Marc Davis, Brandon Dee, Rosanna Degemark, Jaime Degrassie, Marguerite Delemedicos, Mylene Demazaris, Charles Dennis, Lorraine Deruddre, Judi Derricks, Gustav Dietrich, Andre Di Fiore, Reginald Dillan, Marlene Dinsdale, Angelica Domergue, Sarah Donovan-Smith, Eric Douglas, Claudia Duke, Allison Eastland, Denholm Edwards, Archie Elron, Stephen Emerwood, George Ewing, Douglas Fabares, Anthony Franklin Farmer, Peter Farrell, Evelina Feraco, Verna Ferrer, James Fields, Nigel Fisher, Jack Fleming, Bridget Flynn-Wood, Paul Ford, Sir Dudley Forwood, Michael Foster, Arthur Franklin, Noel Fraser, Mona Frye, Joachim Fuchs, Morgan Gage, Philippe Galland, Allen Ganz, Mikhail Gastrinski, Rita Geddes, John Gilbert, Paul Gilbert, Etienne Glessner, Jakub Goetzka, Ruth Gorman, Harold Gould, Maurice Grandforth, Dolores Gray, Lola Griest, Hugh Gros, C. Z. Guest, James Gunston, Patrick Gunther, Wick Gwynne, Charles Hall, Trevor Hallick, Carl Halperin, Linda Hamilton, Gordon Hardwood, the earl of Harewood, Dan Hatcher, Signe Hesketh, Sachiko Hessigawa, Christianne Hodges, Niaomi Holiday, Leslie Hope, Donald Howard, Nancy Howard, Thomas Hoyt, Elizabeth Hume, Martha Hutchinson, Izumia Igawa, Freda Ivory, Uta Jacobs, Dorothea Jenks, Claudia Jenner, Joseph Johnson, Johannes Jokovic, Edward Jones, Erland Kanaly, Larisa Kandansky, Yuri Kazurinsky, Howard Keyes-Burns, Susan Kennedy, Ian King, Klaus Knopper, Elias Kosleck, Alexei Kruschen, Peter Kurth, Eleanor Lamb, Julius Lamoux, Kenneth Jay Lane, Rex Leclerc, Mitchell Lee, Barbara Lehr, Paul Lenz, Tisa Liddy, Richard Lithgow, Jeremy Lloyd, Greer Lockhart, Christopher Loomis, Paulina Lopez, Andreas Lowitsch, Anne Luce, William Luce, Diego St. Muriez del Mancino, Joe Mansfield, Kenneth Marquand, Adele Marshuk, Jared Martin, Lee Mathews, Axel Mattsauch, Marc McCormack, Elaine McCoy, Malcolm McKay, Brian McNair, Donald Meija, Dominique de Menil, Haines Menzies, John Merrill, David Metcalfe, Joanna Miles, Lydia Miller, James Mills, Paul Minet, Ann Mitchell, Felix Molina, Robert Montgomery-Smith, Deborah Moore, Nathan Morley, Eugenia Morris, Linda Mortimer, Helena Morwalk, the Hon. Lady Mosley, Shirley Munroe, Hildegard Muti, Claudine Neill, Kenneth Newley, Birgil Niklas, Jens Nilsson, Nathalia Noble, Simon Oberon, Arthur O‘Brien, Eleanor Dana O‘Connell, Una O’Connor, Ian Page, Daniel Paget, Michael Parsons, Robert Parsons, Julia Payne, J. Michael Penny, Werner Petersen, Sarah Pickering, Robin Piguet, Marisa Pinuette, Jean Pollan, Tyrone Pritchard, Philip Proctor, Vsevevold Ptskiawalskaya, Maggie Pugilise, Michael Quinn, Colin Rafferty, Anna Rathbone, Rosita Ratzinberger, Duncan Redgrave, Kate Reid, Fiona Reilly, Astrid Rentschler, Irene Richards, Werner Rigg, Chris Roberts, Eve Roberts, May Rogers, Andrew Rohm, Yvonne Roman, Aline, Countess of Romanones, Norman Rowe, Sidney Rubin, Sir Steven Runciman, Harold Russell, Sheila Ryan, Margot Ryder, Therese Salvador, Colm Sassoon, Pamela Savage, Maximilian Scott, Linda Seale, Jacques Sezer, Oonagh Shanley-Toffolo, James Shawn, Elizabeth Sheperd, Christiane Sherwen, Frank Simpson, Russell Simpson, Lila Smith, Samantha Smith, Victor Snyder, Josef Stein, William Stephens, Charles Stevens-King, Leo Stone, George Stowe, Raymond St. Spiner, Marilyn Swezey, Dirk Taylor, John Terry, Marthe Thimmon, Dr. Jean Thin, Scott Thompson, Mari-Claire Tooms, Cordelia Tracey, Constance Trevor, Desmond Underwood, Anne Van de Castle, Luca Venora, Alex Vincent, Eric Wagner, Victoria Wallach, Fred Walston, Ruth Warner, Sam Wayne, Max Weber, Norbert Weiss, Mae Welles, Benjamin White, Cara Wilding, Mike Williams, Terry Williams, Penny Wilson, Norman Wise, Sue Woolmans, Karl Wyatt, Keenan Yorke, Audrey Young, and Georgi Zubkov.
I would also especially like to thank Madame Janine Metz, whose dedication and loyalty to the Duke and Duchess of Windsor were an inspiration to continue my pursuit of the truth.
The majority of this book was written over the course of eighteen very intense months, between the hours of midnight and six A.M. While I find my “Jack the Ripper hours,” in the words of my friend Lisa Davidson, the most productive, they are also the most lonely. For whatever contributions they have made to keeping me entertained and charging ahead, I would like to thank Dario Argento, Rupert Everett, Penelope Keith, Christopher Lee, Paul Rudd, and Barbara Steele.
Lucia Bequaert, of Rainy Day Books in Fitzwilliam, New Hampshire, gave this project an immense jump start by putting me in touch with many people whose assistance I came to value greatly. In addition, she sought out obscure titles and kept an eye out for material I might otherwise overlook. I highly recommend her incredible selection of royal titles.
Candace Metz-Longinette-Gahring has proved invaluable in this project, willingly sacrificing her own time to help organize my research, provide me with a considerable amount of material, and cheer me along. Her great skill with the written word helped formulate my thoughts into meaningful paragraphs. I look forward to the day when she decides to share her own royal endeavors with the rest of us.
Marlene Eilers once again provided thoughtful analysis and expert advice on matters far beyond my comprehension. Over the last ten years and through all of my books Marlene has proved herself a true friend and ardent specialist in European royal genealogy. Although she and I disagree over some of the interpretations contained within, this book undoubtedly owes a great debt to her consistent support.
John Wieneman shared his vast collection along with his copious knowledge and valuable photographs of the Duke and Duchess of Windsor. Always a pest, I undoubtedly asked too many questions amid too many deadlines, but he was always quick to respond and offer assistance. It was indeed fortunate that we happened to cross paths or this book would be something less than it is now.
Susanne Meslans again rescued me over and over again during what I can only describe as a torturous year. Whether searching for obscure books when I could not make it to the library, hauling them back and forth for me, or setting aside her own intense schedule to step in and offer advice on the manuscript, she never failed to provide inspiration and assistance. I keep trying to convince her to write her book on the Souls; maybe one day she will.
Finally, it is a great pleasure to acknowledge the contributions of Erna Bringe. It would be impossible to describe my debt to her. For the last eighteen months, she has provided me with weekly packages of material on the Duke and Duchess, read and extracted pieces on them from her personal library, made telephone calls, secured photographs, arranged permissions, sat in her local library and done research on my behalf, and even provided me with delicious cookies to keep me going. Her constant support, through letters, telephone calls, and our E-mail correspondence, has kept my head on track when the project threatened to overwhelm me. If not for Erna, this book simply would not exist. I am convinced that from somewhere Wallis is smiling on Erna.

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