"Very," ejaculated Harkaway.
"Are you sure you have not taken it?"
"I?"
Jack was dumbfounded with astonishment, and could only stare at Moreland.
"I must have this investigated," said the latter. "Waiter!"
"Signor?"
"Call an officer—quick!"
Jack was like one in a dream.
He could not believe that what he heard was real.
Some insidious drug had been mixed with the wine, and like the opium-eater, he was seeing and hearing things that did not exist.