On a fortnight's vacation in Monte Carlo, Sir Winston Churchill, 87, divided his time between painting and gambling, sun and sightseeing. Mornings he sat before his canvas in a ninth-floor studio of the Hôtel de Paris with a superb view of the Riviera coast and the Monaco yacht basin. Afternoons, he drove up in the hills of the Alpes Maritimes. Nights, Sir Winston sat for hours at a roulette table in the Monte Carlo Casino, as oblivious of the gawping tourists as an old but uncaged lion. Walking painfully, but refusing any helping hand, Churchill invariably carried his own...
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