Quotation from: Secret Adversary

Written by: Agatha Christie


Accordingly, she lurched suddenly off the bed and fell on her
knees before Mrs. Vandemeyer, clutching her skirts frantically.


"I don't believe it," she moaned. "It's poison--I know it's
poison. Oh, don't make me drink it"--her voice rose to a
shriek--"don't make me drink it!"


Mrs. Vandemeyer, glass in hand, looked down with a curling lip at
this sudden collapse.

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