Then he opened his eyes.
“You’re all right now, I guess,” said a man’s unfamiliar voice.
“What’s the matter?” he asked thickly.
“Nothing much, only you’ve been drugged and your heart came near quitting. Lie down now and rest up a bit and you’ll be all right after a while.”
“Where the devil am I?” he asked, after the manner of the abducted girl in the society drama.
“You’re in the hospital—you ought to be glad you’re alive.”
Wild revelry of the masked ball and the perfect ladies with the hot sports