Presently the waiter returned with a policeman.
"Who wants me?" he inquired.
"I do. Arrest and search that man. I accuse him of stealing my watch."
He pointed to Harkaway, whom the officer approached.
Jack endeavored to rise and strike his false friend, but he seemed to have lost all power over his limbs.
Obscured as his intellect was, however, by the drugged wine, he saw that he was the victim of an infamous plot, the depth of which, as yet, he could scarcely gauge.
Moreland had won his confidence to prevent his making a charge of abduction against him on their arrival in Rio.
That was clear enough.
What was to follow remained for coming events to develop.
The officer began to search Jack, who laughed in a half imbecile manner, as if it was a good joke, and made no resistance.