marriage had come...

I answered him sharply: No... do not speak of this... they will not allow you... it is impossible.

I helped him prepare the dinner; then Ernest and I were among the guests. And I was the object of silent questioning... Every one of the guests kept trying to let a question slip... then his will would master him and bridle his tongue from speaking... And I remember, too, that it was the last time I appeared with Ernest.

David was thinking of the summer holiday, and thought of spending it in France, but the disturbances that had broken out among its people made him give up the idea, so he chartered a yacht to cruise the Mediterranean... On this voyage I had proof of David's stubbornness twice. The first time

was as we were passing through the Corinth Canal on our way to Athens: the weather was fine, and David came out onto the deck of the yacht wearing shorts and no shirt; the people on the shore scowled, the photographers' lenses were aimed at us, and he stayed as he was, despite the displeasure of the attendants, who did not relish the idea of their King appearing before the public without a shirt.

The second time was when David was invited to dinner in a public café, and his acceptance roused the indignation of the royalists...

We continued our voyage to Istanbul, where we were fêted by Kemal Atatürk, whom I admired to a very great degree... We left the yacht in the waters of the Bosphorus and traveled in Atatürk's private train to Vienna;

those were happy days, and we pressed every sweetness out of them. In Zurich we parted: David flew to London, and I went on to Paris to buy some clothes and necessities. I had not been two days in Paris when I received some letters containing clippings from the New York papers, which had begun to ask about Mrs. Simpson — and what was her part in the King's life?

At first I was stunned, and every-thing grew confused for me; and when David spoke to me that day, I told him of the subject that had become a morsel in the mouths of the press; but he turned me away from it, and persuaded me it was mere gossip, not worth discussion or dispute.