Fiction: The Most Dangerous Game. But it was no mirage, he found, when. The stone steps were real. Richard Connell? Sailors have a curious dread of the. It's like moist black. I hope the jaguar guns have come from Purdey's. Great sport. hunting.
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- The Most Dangerous Game by Richard Connell 'OFF THERE to the right--somewhere--is a large island,' said Whitney.' It's rather a mystery--' 'What island is it?'.
Who cares how a jaguar feels?! They've no understanding. The fear. of pain and the fear of death.
The world is made up of two. Luckily, you and I are. Do you think we've passed that island yet? Even cannibals wouldn't live in such a God- forsaken place. Didn't you notice that. Even Captain. Nielsen- -.
Those fishy blue eyes held a look. I never saw there before. All I could get out of him was `This.
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Then he said to. me, very gravely, `Don't you feel anything?'- -as if the air about. Now, you mustn't laugh when I tell you. I did feel something like a sudden chill. The sea was as flat as a plate- glass window. What I felt was a- -a mental.
But sometimes I think sailors have an extra sense that. Sometimes I think evil is a. An. evil place can, so to speak, broadcast vibrations of evil. Anyhow. I'm glad we're getting out of this zone. Well, I think I'll turn in. Rainsford. See you at breakfast.
The sensuous drowsiness of the night was on him. Off to the right he heard it, and his. Again he heard. the sound, and again. Somewhere, off in the blackness, someone had.
Rainsford sprang up and moved quickly to the rail, mystified. He. strained his eyes in the direction from which the reports had come. He leaped upon the. He lunged for. it; a short, hoarse cry came from his lips as he realized he had.
The cry was pinched off. Caribbean Sea dosed over his.
He struggled up to the surface and tried to cry out, but the wash. Desperately he struck. A certain coolheadedness. There was a chance that his cries could be heard by someone. He wrestled himself out of his clothes and. The lights of the yacht became faint. Rainsford remembered the shots.
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They had come from the right, and. For a seemingly endless time he.
He began to count his strokes; he could do possibly. Rainsford heard a sound. It came out of the darkness, a high. He did not recognize the animal that made the sound; he did not try. He heard it. again; then it was cut short by another noise, crisp, staccato.
He was almost on the. With his remaining strength he dragged. Jagged crags appeared to jut up. Dense. jungle came down to the very edge of the cliffs. What perils that.
Rainsford just then. All he knew was that he was safe from his. He flung. himself down at the jungle edge and tumbled headlong into the. When he opened his eyes he knew from the position of the sun that.
Sleep had given him new vigor; a. He looked about him, almost. Where there are men. But what kind of men, he wondered, in. An unbroken front of snarled and ragged. He saw no sign of a trail through the closely knit web of weeds and. Rainsford. floundered along by the water.
Not far from where he landed, he. Some wounded thing- -by the evidence, a large animal- -had thrashed. A. small, glittering object not far away caught Rainsford's eye and he. It was an empty cartridge. It must have been a. The hunter had his nerve with him to.
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It's clear that the brute put up a. I suppose the first three shots I heard was when the hunter.
The last shot was when he. They pointed along the cliff in.
Eagerly he hurried along, now. Bleak darkness was blacking out the sea and jungle when Rainsford. He came upon them as he turned a crook in the.
But as he forged along he saw. His eyes made out the shadowy outlines of a. But it was no mirage, he found, when. The stone steps were real. He lifted the knocker, and it creaked up stiffly, as if it had.
He let it fall, and it startled him with. He thought he heard steps within; the door. Again Rainsford lifted the heavy knocker, and let. The door opened then- -opened as suddenly as if it were on.
Rainsford stood blinking in the river of glaring gold. The first thing Rainsford's eyes discerned.
Rainsford had ever seen- -a gigantic creature. In his hand the man. Rainsford's heart. Out of the snarl of beard two small eyes regarded Rainsford. My name is Sanger.
Rainsford of New York City. The revolver pointing. He gave no sign that he. Rainsford's words, or that he had even heard them. He. was dressed in uniform- -a black uniform trimmed with gray. Then Rainsford saw the man's free hand go to his forehead. Another man was coming down the broad marble.
He advanced to. Rainsford and held out his hand. In a cultivated voice marked by a slight accent that gave it added.
Sanger Rainsford, the celebrated hunter. He was a tall man past middle. Rainsford had come. His eyes, too, were black and very bright. He. had high cheekbones, a sharpcut nose, a spare, dark face- -the face.
Turning. to the giant in uniform, the general made a sign. The giant put. away his pistol, saluted, withdrew. A simple fellow, but. I'm afraid, like all his race, a bit of a savage. This is a. most- restful spot. Ivan. laid out an evening suit, and Rainsford, as he put it on, noticed.
London tailor who ordinarily cut and sewed for. The dining room to which Ivan conducted him was in many ways. There was a medieval magnificence about it; it. About the hall were mounted heads of many. Rainsford had never seen. At the great table the. The cocktail. was surpassingly good; and, Rainsford noted, the table apointments.
They were eating borsch, the rich, red soup with whipped. Russian palates. Half apologetically General. Zaroff said, . Please forgive any lapses. We are well off the. Do you think the champagne has suffered.
He was finding the general. But there. was one small trait of .
Rainsford. uncomfortable. Whenever he looked up from his plate he found the. You see, I read all books on hunting. English, French, and Russian. I have but one passion.
Mr. Rainsford, and it is the hunt. Yes, he was a monster. Then he said slowly, . The. Cape buffalo is not the most dangerous big game. I have to stock the. I exhausted their possibilities, you.
No thrill left in tigers, no real danger. I live for danger. I may say, in all modesty, that I have done a rare thing. I. have invented a new sensation. May I pour you another glass of. Some He makes kings, some beggars.
My. hand was made for the trigger, my father said. He was a very rich. Crimea, and he was an. When I was only five years old he gave me a.
Moscow for me, to shoot sparrows. When I shot some of his prize turkeys with it, he did not.
I killed my first. Caucasus when I was ten. My whole life has been one. I went into the army- -it was expected of noblemen's. Cossack cavalry, but.
I have hunted every kind of. It would be impossible for me to tell you how. I have killed. Many noble. Russians lost everything.
I, luckily, had invested heavily in. American securities, so I shall never have to open a tearoom in. Monte Carlo or drive a taxi in Paris. Naturally, I continued to.
Rockies, crocodiles in the Ganges. East Africa. It was in Africa that the Cape buffalo.
As soon as I recovered I. Amazon to hunt jaguars, for I had heard they were. I was bitterly disappointed. I was lying in my. Hunting was beginning to bore me! And. hunting, remember, had been my life. I have heard that in America.
Now, mine is an analytical mind, Mr. You are much younger than I am, Mr. Rainsford, and. have not hunted as much, but you perhaps can guess the answer.
I always got my quarry. There is no greater bore than perfection.
That is no boast; it is. The animal had nothing but his legs and. Instinct is no match for reason. When I thought of.
I can tell you. I. So I bought this island built. I do my hunting. The island is perfect for my. No other hunting compares with it for an. Every day I hunt, and I never grow bored now, for I have.
I can match my wits. This is a grisly. I am speaking of hunting.? Great Guns, General Zaroff, what you speak of is murder. He regarded Rainsford. Surely your experiences in the war- -. It's like finding a snuffbox.
Ah, well, doubtless you had Puritan ancestors. So. many Americans appear to have had.
I'll wager you'll forget your. You've a genuine new thrill in. Mr. But I think I can show you that your scruples are.
The weak of the world were put here to. Why should I not use my. If I wish to hunt, why should I not? I hunt the scum of the. Chinese, whites. mongrels- -a thoroughbred horse or hound is worth more than a score. It gives me. pleasure.
They can reason, after a fashion. So they are dangerous. Sometimes, when Providence is not so kind.
I help Providence a bit. Come to the window with me.! They can crush a ship as easily as I.
We try to be. civilized here.? And you shoot down men?!
I assure you I do not do. That would be barbarous. I treat these. visitors with every consideration. They get plenty of good food and. They get into splendid physical condition. You shall see. for yourself tomorrow. I have about a dozen pupils down there now.
They're from. the Spanish bark San Lucar that had the bad luck to go on. A very inferior lot, I regret to say.
Poor. specimens and more accustomed to the deck than to the jungle. Rainsford, with an effort, held his tongue in. I give him a supply of food and an.
I give him three hours' start. I am to. follow, armed only with a pistol of the smallest caliber and range. He need. not play that game if he doesn't wish to. If he does not wish to. I turn him over to Ivan. Ivan once had the honor of serving. Great White Czar, and he has his own.
Rainsford, invariably they choose. Then he added, hastily: . Many of them afford only the most. Occasionally I strike a tartar. I eventually had to use the dogs. The lights from the.
Rainsford could see moving about there. If anyone should try to get into my. Will you come with me to the library? I'm really not feeling well. You need a good, restful.
Tomorrow you'll feel like a new man, I'll wager. I've one rather promising prospect- -. He looks. resourceful- -Well, good night, Mr. Rainsford; I hope you have a. He lay, eyes wide. Once he thought he heard stealthy steps in the corridor. He sought to throw open the door; it would not.
He went to the window and looked out. His room was high up in. The lights of the chateau were out now, and it.