She?
No! He saw that he himself must die.

He seized the goblet ere it reached her lips, drank and flung it aside, empty.

He was as good as dead, for there were no antidotes for poisons Umballa gave.

Those seated about the table were too astonished to stir.

The majordomo put his hands to his eyes, reeled, steadied himself, and then Ramabai understood.
"Poison!" he gasped, springing up and catching the majordomo by the shoulders.