But in fact the iron-willed matriarch of the Maxwell family was still living in her adopted land, shuttling from lawyer to lawyer in an effort to unravel the tangled skein of her husband's financial affairs and to salvage whatever she could of her own inheritance. Some newspapers reported that Betty Maxwell had closed her Oxford mansion-with its soaring stained-glass window depicting Maxwell as Samson at the gates of Gaza-and absconded to her thatch-roofed chateau near Bergerac, in southwest France. We were talking about how the whole of British society seemed to be gloating over the fall of the house of Maxwell.
She was sitting on the edge of a chintz-covered love seat, sipping tea and staring at me over the rim of her cup with her cool teal-blue eyes.
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I am trying to decipher from this torrent of words the things that may be true from those I know are total lies." I am trying to adjust to a pattern of behavior that is not at all convergent with the man I knew, and that doesn't ring true for all the things Bob represented in my life. ''The worst part for me-the most difficult part-is that when I read this deluge about my husband I think I'm reading about a man I never knew. 'I am utterly confused," said Elisabeth Meynard Maxwell, the elegant French-born widow of Robert Maxwell.
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