One day last week Sir Winston Churchill, as he often does on his Riviera holidays, lunched with Aristotle Onassis aboard Onassis' yacht Christina in Monte Carlo harbor. Sir Winston ate and drank as heartily as ever. When he reported feeling ill that afternoon, the physician who usually treats him at Monte Carlo, Dr. David M. Roberts, thought it might be indigestion. Next morning it was clear that whatever ailed Churchill was more than indigestion. The old warrior abandoned his plans to meet Lady Churchill, arriving from London at the Nice airport, and took to his bed. An eddy of...
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