"We do our best to preserve the amenities of civilization here. Please forgive any lapses. We are well off the beaten track, you know. Do you think the champagne has suffered from its long ocean trip?" asked Zaroff
"Not in the least it is excellent," replied Rainsford
"Ivan," he muttered to Rainsford, "will supply you with hunting clothes, food, a knife. I suggest you wear moccasins; they leave a poorer trail. I suggest, too,that you avoid the southeast corner of the island. I shall not follow till dusk. Hunting at night is so much more exciting than by day, don't you think? Au revoir, Mr. Rainsford, au revoir." General Zaroff, with a deep, courtly bow, strolled from the room
"I must keep my nerve. I must keep my nerve," he said through tight teeth.
"I must win no matter the cost," Rainsford though to himself
"Is he going to give up this easily?" questioned Zaroff.
"I am still a beast at bay," he said in a low, hoarse voice. "get ready, General Zaroff."
"Swam," smugly said Rainsford. "I found it quicker than walking through the jungle."
"Rainsford!" screamed the general. "How in God's name did you get here?"
"I congratulate you," he said in a firm voice."You have won the game."
"That was the great hunt I have ever had," though Rainsford