His eyes made out the shadowy outlines of a palatial chateau; it was set on a high bluff, and on three sides of it cliffs dived down to where the sea licked greedy lips in the shadows. His first thought made him feel sick and numb. He had not been entirely clearheaded when the chateau gates snapped shut behind him. He slid down from the tree, and struck off again into the woods. Rainsford realizes that Zaroff is toying with him, like a cat with a mouse, and feels true terror for the first time in his life. It would be impossible for me to tell you how many animals I have killed.
This further draws attention to Rainsford's plight. They play no active role in the story. Sanger Rainsford, the celebrated hunter, to my home. He finds there is no refusing Zaroff, for either a man goes on the hunt or he is turned over to the brutish Ivan. The story simultaneously highlights through the experience of Rainsford, as he is hunted, the fears that animals must experience while being hunted.
After getting into some dry clothes, Rainsford is introduced to Zoroff's other guests, Eve Fay Wray and her brother, Martin Trowbridge Robert Armstrong , also shipwreck survivors. The swish of the underbrush against his hunting boots grew fainter and fainter. His foot touched the protruding bough that was the trigger. It seemed to Rainsford that the general was coming with unusual swiftness; he was not feeling his way along, foot by foot. The suspense begins when Rainsford falls off the yacht, only to float ashore a mysterious island. He expresses a lack of empathy for the plight of the hunted.
He never looks right at him but casually strolls just underneath him, smoking a perfumed cigarette, before leaving without a word. In 1976, Hayes Noel, Bob Gurnsey, and discussed Gaines's recent trip to Africa and his experiences hunting. Once he thought he heard stealthy steps in the corridor outside his room. Rainsford then follows the hunter's footprints to the solitary house on the island. Though he provides resources to the hunted men, they were never meant to stand a chance against him, and their inevitable failure just reinforces his belief that they were always inferior—and therefore justifiable prey. The job was finished at last, and he threw himself down behind a fallen log a hundred feet away.
Now, you mustn't laugh when I tell you this--I did feel something like a sudden chill. You shall see for yourself tomorrow. Soon Zaroff's foot sets off the trap, but he leaps back and only his shoulder is injured. Oh i love that story. In the end, the tone switches back to one of refinement before a brief interlude Mood in The Most Dangerous Game By changing the tone throughout the story, the author manages to change the mood that the reader experiences. The suspenseful tone is also shown when in the jungle, presenting diction, details, and sensory imagery.
It was an empty cartridge. Many of them afford only the most elementary sort of problem. You can imagine my feelings, Mr. About the hall were mounted heads of many animals--lions, tigers, elephants, moose, bears; larger or more perfect specimens Rainsford had never seen. One is placed in a dark and dreary post war setting, and the other in a vibrant jungle full of wild game hunting and fishing. They must have reached the knife. Rainsford will soon experience the position of the jaguar as he is hunted by Zaroff on Ship-Trap island.
Instead, he hunts the ultimate trophy animal: man. Sanger Rainsford, the main character, suffered many conflicts. The hunter had his nerve with him to tackle it with a light gun. As a foil to Rainsford, Zaroff openly declares his passion for hunting advanced, intelligent prey. He went to the window and looked out. They do excessively stupid and obvious things. He is unaware that they are killers who hunt humans for sport, and that he is their new prey.
Very deliberately he blew a smoke ring into the air; then he turned his back on the tree and walked carelessly away, back along the trail he had come. He finds living there General Zaroff, who hunts humans as a sport. But perhaps the general was a devil-- An apprehensive night crawled slowly by like a wounded snake and sleep did not visit Rainsford, although the silence of a dead world was on the jungle. These stakes he planted in the bottom of the pit with the points sticking up. Rainsford had hardly tumbled to the ground when the pack took up the cry again. The loaded pistol is an unexpected and violent greeting from such an elegant place, warning Rainsford and the reader that the inhabitants might not be as civilized as their house would suggest.
The dining room to which Ivan conducted him was in many ways remarkable. At the great table the general was sitting, alone. Tomorrow you'll feel like a new man, I'll wager. The cat was coming again to play with the mouse. Beverlee Brick began writing professionally in 2009, contributing to various websites. But the sharp eyes of the hunter stopped before they reached the limb where Rainsford lay; a smile spread over his brown face.