GD: He was the worst. The absolute worst.
WS: I’m not sure why you have such prejudices against Churchill.
GD: Because he was not a great man! And everyone erroneously thought he was. Which only served to puff him up.
WS: But how well did you know him?
GD: I knew him well enough. He used to come to that place where we were.
WS: Blenheim, you mean?
GD: He liked to lay down the law! No compassion. The man was incapable of love. He was in love with his own image—his reflection in the mirror. Coon thought he was tiring, too.
WS: To be clear, you’re talking about his visits to Blenheim.
GD: Yes, of course I am.
WS: Your family seat.
GD: They’re not my family.
WS: Churchill was your husband’s cousin. His best friend.
GD: I’m telling you he’s not my family.