A short hoarse cry came from his lips as he realized he had reached too far and had lost his balance. The cry was pinched off short as th blood-warm waters of the Caribbean Sea over his head.
I congradulate you, you have won the game.
His pursuers had stopped. But the hope that was in Rainsford's brain when he climbed died, for he saw in the shallow valley that General Zaroff was still on his feet. But Ivan was not.
Twenty feet below him the sea rumbled and hissed. Rainsford hesitated. He heard the hounds. Then he leaped far into the sea...when the general and his pack reached the place by the sea, the Cossack stopped.