Author: Mary Roberts Rinehart
Cover artist: Carl Bobertz
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- Uh ... I don't think she's "swimming."
- Ross Macdonald had a novel called "The Drowning Pool" ... You should take titling lessons from him, Mary.
- "... as the rare yellow octopus sucked the last ounce of life from Judith's brain."
- Just one question: if she is safe "in the solitude of a padlocked bedroom," then how could "her private terror" spread "to all around her?" No One Is Around Her.
Only three of us went to the inquest the next day, Phil, Bill, and myself. For Judith was sick. She had worked herself into a fever, I suppose because she always hated the idea of death.
"I suppose." Well, thanks for the not-at-all medieval diagnosis, doc.
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