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Chapters (54)
  1. Cover
  2. The Summer Queen
  3. Dedication Page
  4. Family Tree of King George III
  5. Family Tree of Queen Victoria
  6. PART ONE
  7. Chapter One
  8. Chapter Two
  9. Chapter Three
  10. Chapter Four
  11. Chapter Five
  12. Chapter Six
  13. Chapter Seven
  14. Chapter Eight
  15. Chapter Nine
  16. Chapter Ten
  17. Chapter Eleven
  18. Chapter Twelve
  19. Chapter Thirteen
  20. PART TWO
  21. Chapter Fourteen
  22. Chapter Fifteen
  23. Chapter Sixteen
  24. Chapter Seventeen
  25. Chapter Eighteen
  26. Chapter Nineteen
  27. Chapter Twenty
  28. Chapter Twenty-One
  29. Chapter Twenty-Two
  30. Chapter Twenty-Three
  31. Chapter Twenty-Four
  32. PART THREE
  33. Chapter Twenty-Five
  34. Chapter Twenty-Six
  35. Chapter Twenty-Seven
  36. Chapter Twenty-Eight
  37. Chapter Twenty-Nine
  38. Chapter Thirty
  39. Chapter Thirty-One
  40. Chapter Thirty-Two
  41. PART FOUR
  42. Chapter Thirty-Three
  43. Chapter Thirty-Four
  44. Chapter Thirty-Five
  45. Chapter Thirty-Six
  46. Chapter Thirty-Seven
  47. Chapter Thirty-Eight
  48. Chapter Thirty-Nine
  49. Chapter Forty
  50. Chapter Forty-One
  51. Acknowledgements
  52. Select Bibliography
  53. The Summer Queen
  54. By Margaret Pemberton

Just as she was about to casually ask Ella if he was still at Windsor, Ella said, ‘Eddy left for Sandringham yesterday. He wasn’t happy about it, as he is to spend the next couple of months holed up there, cramming in preparation for Trinity College in October.’

That he wasn’t still at Windsor was a body-blow of disappointment. Hiding it, as she did so many of her feelings, May said, ‘Is Trinity an Oxford college?’

‘No, Cambridge. It’s hard to believe, isn’t it? One of the Waleses at university? I’ve never seen any of them with a book in their hands. And that goes for Uncle Wales and Aunt Alix as well.’

That the stylish Prince and Princess of Wales were philistines when it came to the arts, and that their lack of interest in the quality of their children’s education had resulted in their children being seriously under-educated, was something everyone in the family was well aware of. May knew that none of her other cousins would have had to be sent to Lausanne for six months to improve their French, for by the time they were six or seven they had all spoken both French and German fluently, and in many cases – though not hers – Russian as well.

‘Eddy may well begin to enjoy reading, once he’s somewhere that reading isn’t an activity to be scoffed at,’ she said, not seeing why he should be blamed for something that wasn’t his fault. ‘Mama says Eddy and Georgie’s tutor was hopeless and bored them to tears, by only ever giving them things to learn by rote. And although I think Georgie quite enjoyed his years at sea as a naval cadet, I don’t think Eddy did. I think Eddy hated it.’

‘Why? Has he said so?’

‘No. It’s just a feeling I have. I think he’s . . .’ She hesitated, not wanting Ella to laugh. ‘I think he’s a little like my papa. I think he’s artistic.’

‘Then I don’t envy him.’ There was dark humour in Ella’s voice. ‘If he is artistic, he won’t be allowed to give any expression to it at Marlborough House.’ She swung her feet to the floor and changed the subject to one that was troubling her. ‘What did you think of Willy having married plain and pious Dona of Schleswig-Holstein?’

‘It came as a surprise.’ May stood up and slid a hand through the crook of Ella’s arm. ‘Did he do it on the rebound?’