May 6, 2025 • 29 mins
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Speaker 1 (00:04):
Arm a.
Speaker 2 (00:12):
Worried about the price of butter and eggs, fed up
with a housing shortage, want to get away from it all.
Speaker 3 (00:18):
CBS offers you a escape.
Speaker 2 (00:32):
You are alone and unarmed in the green hell of
a Caribbean jungle. You're being trailed by a peck of
fiercely hungry dogs and a mad hunter armed for the killed.
A mad hunter who believes that you, a human being,
are the most Dangerous Game.
Speaker 4 (00:48):
The Columbia Broadcasting System and That's Affiliated Stations present Escape,
produced by William N. Robson and directed tonight by Richard Sandville.
Escape carefully planned to free you from the four walls
of today. Free you for a half hour of high adventure.
Speaker 2 (01:10):
Tonight, I escaped to an island in the Caribbean and
the weird sportsmanship of a madman. As Richard Klo tells
it in his Unforgettable story, The Most Dangerous Game.
Speaker 5 (01:32):
My name is Rainsford. You may have heard of me.
Speaker 6 (01:36):
I make my living hunting big game for many of
the major museums of the world, guiding parties of sportsmen
on safari in Africa, Tibet in South America.
Speaker 5 (01:46):
Perhaps you've had.
Speaker 6 (01:46):
Occasion to run across some of my books, But even
if you have, there's one incident you won't find described
in them, the full story of my most terrible hunt.
It all began on board a private yacht and route
to Rio Withney. My host and I were smoking our
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pipes on deck, lounging back in steamer chairs, enjoying the
sensuous drowsiness of.
Speaker 5 (02:14):
The warm night.
Speaker 7 (02:18):
Eh.
Speaker 5 (02:18):
Good dinner, Eh, excellent gait. I ate too much though?
Speaker 3 (02:23):
Care for some gin? Rummy?
Speaker 7 (02:25):
Oh no, I don't care a move all right er.
There's a ruther large island off there the right somewhere.
It's uh something of a mystery.
Speaker 5 (02:34):
Really, I didn't know what island is it?
Speaker 7 (02:38):
The old charts call it ship trap island. Suggestive name,
isn't it? Sailors have a curious dread of the place,
some superstition.
Speaker 5 (02:48):
I can't see it.
Speaker 7 (02:49):
Well, you have good eyes, but even you can't see
four miles or so through a moonless Caribbean night.
Speaker 5 (02:55):
No, not even four yards. It is dark, isn't it.
Speaker 7 (02:58):
It'll be light enough and real well, by the way,
I hope the guns have come from parties. We should
have some good jaguar hunting up the Amazon great sport
hunting less than the world for the hunter, not for
the jaguar.
Speaker 5 (03:12):
Why not, they've no understanding.
Speaker 7 (03:15):
Even so, I rather think they understand one thing. Fear,
the fear of pain, the fear of death.
Speaker 5 (03:23):
Huh oh, Rod Whitney, who cares? How the jaggar field?
Speaker 3 (03:28):
Perhaps the jaguar does.
Speaker 6 (03:30):
Oh, you're a big game hunter, not a philosopher. Look,
the world is made up of two classes, the hunter
and the hundred. We're lucky enough to be the hunters.
Do you think we've passed that island.
Speaker 3 (03:42):
Yet and can't tell them the dark? I hope?
Speaker 1 (03:45):
So?
Speaker 5 (03:45):
Why?
Speaker 3 (03:46):
Oh?
Speaker 7 (03:46):
The place has a reputation, a bad one cannibals hardly
even cannibals wouldn't live in such an isolated spot. But
it's gotten into sailor's legends somehow. Did you know the
crew seemed jumpy today.
Speaker 5 (04:03):
As they were? A bit's strange now that you mentioned.
Speaker 7 (04:05):
Yes, it's a sort of dread, a kind of mental chill.
I'll be hanged if I haven't felt it myself.
Speaker 5 (04:13):
Oh, pure imagination.
Speaker 6 (04:15):
But one superstitious sailor can infect the whole ship's company
with this fear.
Speaker 7 (04:19):
Maybe sometimes sailors have an extra sense, which tells them
when they're in danger.
Speaker 3 (04:26):
Enough of that, I think I'll turn in.
Speaker 5 (04:29):
I'm not sleepy. I'll just have another pipe.
Speaker 3 (04:31):
Oh, good night man, see you in the morning.
Speaker 5 (04:34):
Yes, good night with me. It was very dark, so
dark I could have slept without closing my eyes.
Speaker 6 (04:48):
The night would have been my eyelids. I puffed at
my pipe, got drowsy. Then I was wide awake. A
gun out there in the water, A gun. I sprang
to the rail, strained my eyes in the direction of
those shots, but I couldn't see a thing. I leaped
up on the rail to get better elevation, and my
pipe striking. A rope was knocked out of my mouth.
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I lunged for it, and tight fingers closed around my
heart as I realized I'd reached too far and lost
my balance.
Speaker 5 (05:15):
Ah.
Speaker 6 (05:21):
The blood warm waters of the Caribbean closed over my head.
When I came to the surface, the wash from the
speeding yacht slapped salt water into my mouth, making me
gag and strangling me. I coughed and spat it out
and found my voice help help halt. The lights from
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the boat moved steadily away. They quickly became faint fireflies
and then they were blotted.
Speaker 5 (05:48):
Out by the night.
Speaker 6 (05:51):
I struggled out of my clothes and turned to the
direction from which I'd heard those shots. I began swimming, slowly,
conserving my strength. For an endless time, I fought the sea.
Then I began to count my strokes, thought I could
possibly do another one hundred before someone was shooting game,
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almost at my very elbow. It seemed gave me fresh vitality.
I swam towards the sound. Then I was in the breakers.
In another moment, I was dragging myself from the swirling waters,
pulling myself hand over hand onto the narrow beach, gasping,
panting for breath. I saw that the dense jungle came
down to the edge of the cliff, and I was
on land, unblessed land, say on the soft, warm sand.
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I awoke late in the afternoon, a sharp hunger picking
at me. As I slowly came to my feet, I saw,
not far from where I'd been lying, signs of a
terrible struggle in the underbrush that sloped so sharply to
the beach, some wounded thing. Evidently a large animal had
thrashed about there in its death fight, almost at my
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feet was a small glittering object and empty cattridge from
twenty two.
Speaker 5 (07:12):
That was hard.
Speaker 6 (07:14):
The hunter had had his nerve to tackle a large
brutet so small a gun. I examined the ground closely
and found what I'd hoped for, the print of hunting boots.
They pointed up toward a recess in the cliff, and
I hurried quickly after them, for night was beginning to
settle on the island. It was already dark when I
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came upon it. First I thought it was a village.
There were so many lights, But as I came closer,
I saw that all the lights were in one building,
a chateau on a high bluff. In a few moments,
my bare feet were patting up stone steps, and I
stood in front of the massive oaken door.
Speaker 5 (08:04):
Good evening. Please don't be alarmed. There's no need for
that gun. I'm no Robbert.
Speaker 6 (08:11):
It sounds silly, but I fell off a yacht. My
name is Sanger Rainsford of New York City.
Speaker 5 (08:20):
He was certainly not alarmed by me.
Speaker 6 (08:22):
This giant, who stood facing me the revolver in his hand,
continued to point steadily at my chest, and the man
behind it was solidly built and black bearded to the
waist and silent. He waved me in with the gun
and closed the door behind me. I was in a
huge hall, but there was no time to look around.
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Another man was coming down the broad marble stairs, an
erect slender man in evening clothes.
Speaker 5 (08:49):
I stepped toward him.
Speaker 6 (08:51):
I've just been explaining to this chap that I've had
an accident. My name is Sanger Rainsford.
Speaker 1 (08:56):
It's a great pleasure and honor to welcome mister Rainsford,
the celeb rated hunter to my home.
Speaker 5 (09:02):
Well, thank you.
Speaker 1 (09:03):
I've read your book. I'm hunting snow lepards in Tibet.
I'm General Zarov.
Speaker 5 (09:08):
Believe me, General. I'm very happy to see her.
Speaker 1 (09:11):
Although Ivan, you can put down that gun. This gentleman
is a guess. Ivan is an incredibly strong fellow, but
he has the misfortune to be a mute, a simple thing,
but a bit of a savage.
Speaker 5 (09:24):
I'm even happy to see him.
Speaker 3 (09:25):
Come.
Speaker 1 (09:26):
We should not be chatting here. You want clothes, food, dressed,
you shall have them. This is a most RESTful spot.
Speaker 5 (09:32):
I can't tell you how grateful I have.
Speaker 1 (09:35):
It is my pleasure follow Ivan, if you please mister Rainsford,
I was about to have my dinner, but it can wait.
I think my clothes will fit you.
Speaker 6 (09:48):
I followed the man into a huge beam ceiling bedroom
with a canopy bed large enough for six men. Ivan
silently laid out an evening suit, and as I put
it on, I noticed that came from a London tailor.
Speaker 5 (10:02):
Hmmm, and Whitney called this place too isolated, even for cannibals.
Speaker 6 (10:10):
I went downstairs and sat down opposite Zarav in a
dining room that suggested a baronial hall of feudal times.
The food was excellent.
Speaker 1 (10:19):
Perhaps you were surprised that I recognized your name, but
I read all books on hunting published in English, French
and Russian. I have but one passion in life, and
that is the hunt.
Speaker 6 (10:30):
Why I noticed you have some wonderful heads here. That
cape buffalo over there is the largest I've ever seen.
Speaker 1 (10:35):
Oh that fellow, Yes, he charged me, threw me against
the tree, fractured my skull, but I got the brute.
Speaker 5 (10:41):
I've always thought the Cape buffalo the most dangerous of
all big game.
Speaker 1 (10:45):
No, the Cape buffalo is not the most dangerous. No,
here in my preserve, on this island, I hunt more dangerous.
Speaker 6 (10:52):
Game is the big game on this island, the biggest really, Oh,
it is not here.
Speaker 1 (10:58):
Naturally I had to stock the island.
Speaker 5 (11:00):
Well, what have you imported? General?
Speaker 3 (11:02):
Tigers?
Speaker 1 (11:03):
No hunting tigers seas to interest me when I exhausted
their possibilities. There is no trail left in tigers, no
real danger. I live for danger. Cigarette mister, answer please,
we will have some capital hunting you and I.
Speaker 3 (11:21):
But what gain?
Speaker 1 (11:22):
I'll tell you? You will be amused. I know. I
think I may say in all modesty that I have
done a rare thing. I have invented a new sensation.
May I put you another glass of poetry? I have
been a hunter all my life, but after many years
of enjoyment, I found that the hunt no longer fascinated me.
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It had ceased to be what you call a sporting proposition.
I always got my quarry always, and there is no
greater bore than perfection.
Speaker 5 (11:55):
Than you were a very good hunter. General.
Speaker 1 (11:57):
No. No, I had merely discovered that the animal has
nothing but his legs and his instincts. Instinct is no
match for reason. When I realized this, it was a
tragic moment for me. As I told you, I loved
to hunt, and then it came to me as an
inspiration what I must do, and that was I had
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to invent a new animal to.
Speaker 5 (12:21):
Hunt, a new animal.
Speaker 1 (12:24):
Why your joke, I assure you, I am not sir,
a new animal, And so I found one. I bought
this island, built this house, and here I do my hunting.
The island is perfect for my purpose. There are jungles
with a maze of trails in them, hills, swarms, and
the animal generals are It supplies me with the most
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intense excitement of all. I never grow bored now, for
I have a quarry with which I can match my wits.
Speaker 8 (12:52):
An ideal quarry with courage, cunning, and above all reason.
But no animal can reason, my dear fellow, there is
one that can.
Speaker 5 (13:04):
I can't believe you're seriously what is some grisly.
Speaker 1 (13:08):
Jo Of course I'm serious. I'm speaking of hunting.
Speaker 5 (13:11):
You're speaking of murder.
Speaker 1 (13:12):
Surely your experience isn't the noise.
Speaker 5 (13:14):
We can don't cold blooded murder?
Speaker 1 (13:17):
Wager, you forget your notion when you go hunting with me?
Are you a genuine you? Thrilling stuff for you, mister Rains,
Thank you.
Speaker 5 (13:23):
I'm a hunter, not a murderer.
Speaker 1 (13:24):
Oh dear me, that unfortunate word again. But I hunt
the scum of the earth, sailors from tramp ships, lascars,
mong What do you get? This island is called ship trap.
There is a row of lights out there on the reef,
which indicate a channel where there is none on the rocks.
I control the lights from my tower.
Speaker 5 (13:45):
You wreck the ships, and then you shoot down the men.
Speaker 1 (13:47):
But I treat my visitors with every consideration. They have
plenty of good food and exercise. They get into splendid
physical condition. You shall see for yourself tomorrow. Would you
like some more thought?
Speaker 5 (14:00):
What shall I see tomorrow?
Speaker 1 (14:01):
We'll visit my training school. It's in the cellar. I
have about a dozen there now, sailor and theory a lot,
I regret to say, more accustomed to the deck than
the jungle ivan. You'll have a coffee, now, thick Turkish
coffee trains for very good. No, is your appetite quite gone?
Speaker 5 (14:20):
No coffee?
Speaker 3 (14:20):
Thank you? Just one?
Speaker 1 (14:21):
Even t is a gamey see. I suggest to one
of them that we go hunting. I give him three
hours start. I am to follow, armed only with pistol
of smallest caliber and range. My quarry eludes me for
three whole days. He wins the game. If I find him,
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he loses.
Speaker 6 (14:42):
And if he refuses to be hunted, Oh.
Speaker 1 (14:46):
I give him the option. If he won't hunt, I
turned him over to Ivan here Evan once served as
official executioner to the Great White Czar, and he has
his own ideas of sport.
Speaker 5 (14:56):
Invariably they choose the hunt and if they win.
Speaker 1 (15:00):
To date, I have not lost. I don't wish you
to think me a bragger. Once did almost win. Eventually
I had to use the dogs. Just step over here
to the window moment. I want you to see my courtyard.
Go ahead, mister Raineford, open the window. Please that I
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have a dozen as you can say. They are let
out at seven every night. If anyone should try to
get into my house or out of it, it would
be regrettable. And now I want to show you my
new collection of heads. Will you come with me to
the library.
Speaker 5 (15:37):
I hope you'll excuse me tonight, I'm really not feeling
it all.
Speaker 1 (15:40):
Well, Oh, I am sorry. You need a good RESTful
night's sleep. Tomorrow you'll feel like a new man, and
then we'll hunt. I wonder at the promising prospect.
Speaker 6 (15:50):
But I was already hurrying from the room and up
the marble stairway, him calling after me.
Speaker 9 (15:53):
So you can't go with me tonight. I expect rather
fair sport, a big, strong date. I from my cost
of Africa.
Speaker 6 (16:05):
The bed was good. I was tired, but I didn't sleep.
I didn't toss her turn, I didn't move. I just
lay rigidly in one spot, my eyes on the ceiling,
my arms tight against my side, my breathing slow and heavy,
my mind empty, waiting, waiting. The inky black was just
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beginning to dissolve, A thin line of gray.
Speaker 5 (16:32):
Was just beginning to seep insidiously into my room.
Speaker 6 (16:35):
When Tsarov found his quarry, then I suppose I slept.
When I awoke, the sun's shadows were already slanting through
my room. Must have been well afternoon. I came down
to find General Tzarav pouring himself a glass of brandy
by the sideboard.
Speaker 1 (16:56):
Mister Rainsford feeling better, I trust, Yes, I wish I
could say the same. No, I'm not well. Hunting was
no good last night. He made a straight trail, offered
no problems at all.
Speaker 5 (17:07):
General, I want to leave the island at once.
Speaker 1 (17:12):
Mister Rainsford, tonight we will hunt you and I no.
Speaker 5 (17:17):
General, I've told you I will not hunt.
Speaker 1 (17:19):
I beg you to reconsider. My idea of sport is
much more diverting than evah. Do you mean that? Yeah?
You and I. It's really an inspiration, a foeman worthy
of my steel. At last, you'll find this game worth playing. Rainsford,
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your brain against mine, your woodcraft against mine, your strength
and stamina against mine, outdoor chance and the steak is
not without value. And if I win, if I do
not find you by midnight of the third day, then
I'm defeated. My sloop will place you on the mainland
near it Own. Oh, you can trust me. I give
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you my word as a gentleman and as a sportsman.
Of course, you in turn must agree to say nothing
of your visit here.
Speaker 5 (18:10):
I'd agree to say nothing of the kind.
Speaker 1 (18:12):
Well that okay, Why discuss it now? Three days from
now we can chat about it over a bottle of Clicko.
Unless and I listen, rainfall even will supply you with
hunting clothes, food, And if I suggest you wear moccasins,
they live a poor trail. I suggest to you avoid
the big swamp in the southeast corner of the island.
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There's a quick sum there, and now you want to
start now that I shall not follow until dusk. Hunting
at night is so much more exciting than by day,
don't you think, mister Rainsford, Good hunting.
Speaker 6 (18:53):
I kept telling myself through tight teeth that I had
to keep my head, keep my head. My first idea
had been to put distance between myself and Zareth, and
so I plunged into the jungle in a blind panic.
Before long I shook it off and stopped straight. Flight
was futile. It would only bring me out to the sea.
Then I hit upon the idea of giving him a
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trail to follow. I would begin our dangerous game by
playing the fox. For more than two hours, I went
through the trackless wilderness, executing a series of intricate loops,
doubling again and again on my trail. Night found me
leg weary, with hands and face lashed by the branches,
and needed rest badly. And having played the fox, I
decided now to play the cat. I climbed into the
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crutch of a huge tree. An apprehensive night crawled slowly
by like a wounded snake.
Speaker 5 (19:54):
Then at dawning.
Speaker 6 (19:55):
A startled bird suddenly screamed, and I flattened against the ball.
Through a screen of leaves as thick as tapestry, I
saw the General came slowly, his eyes fixed on the
ground almost beneath my tree. He paused and went down
on one knee, studying the ground. I would have gone
from leaping the way a panther does, except for the
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small automatic in his right hand. After a seemingly endless time,
he came back to his feet. His eyes left the ground,
and traveled inch by inch up the tree.
Speaker 5 (20:28):
I froze, every muscle tensed for a spring.
Speaker 6 (20:32):
But the hunter's eyes stopped just before they reached the
limb on which I lay.
Speaker 5 (20:37):
A slow smile spread over his brown face.
Speaker 3 (20:41):
Oh, Rainsford, where can you have gone?
Speaker 1 (20:45):
Wherever are you? You clever dog?
Speaker 10 (20:48):
I simply must go home and lie down a bit
to think this home.
Speaker 6 (20:55):
The pender bear burst hotly from my lungs as he
turned back and disappeared. So the General was playing with me,
was saving me for another day's sport. Zarav was the
cat and I was the mouse. In that moment, I
knew the real meaning of terror. I slipped from the
tree and set off into the woods. I'd only gone
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a few hundred yards when I found a huge dead
tree leaning against a smaller living one.
Speaker 5 (21:21):
I pulled my knife from its sheath and set to work.
Speaker 6 (21:29):
When the job was finished, I threw myself down behind
a log one hundred feet away. How long I waited,
I don't know. It seemed like days. It's probably only
a few hours. Then he was coming again, with the
sureness of a bloodhot Nothing. Nothing escaped those searching black eyes.
No crushed blade of grass, no bent twig, no mark,
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however faint in the moss. He was so intent on
his stalking he was upon the thing before he saw it,
his foot touching the protruding branch that was the trigger.
The dead tree delicately adjusted to rest, and the cut
living one crashed heavily to the earth. And I waited
yet another moment, not during to look up and see
if it really had done its work.
Speaker 11 (22:13):
Rainspot, if you're within the sult of my boys, let
me congratulate you. There aren't many men who know how
to make a melee man catcher. Hey, I'm a lucky
man rate, but my replaces are still good.
Speaker 10 (22:25):
Did you see me spring back even while it was
Polly Rainsford, can you hear me? You're proving interesting. I'm
going back now to have my woundress. Don't be alarmed.
It's only a slight one. I shall be back. I
shall be back.
Speaker 5 (22:51):
It was dark, and I've been going for hours. The
vegetation became raker.
Speaker 6 (22:56):
Insects were biting me savagely, and when mud began sucking
viciously at my feet like giant leeches, I knew where
I was fo to enter, the death swamp with its
quicksand however, the softness of the earth gave me an idea.
I stepped back about a dozen paces out of the
quicksand and began to dig. When the pit was above
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my shoulders, I climbed out, and from some hard saplings,
I cut steaks, sharpening them to a fine point. I
planted the stakes at the bottom of the pit, with
their points up. With flying fingers, I wove a rough
carpet of weeds and branches, and with it I covered
the mouth of the pit. Then wet with sweat and
aching with tiredness, I crouched behind the stump of a
lightning blasted tree.
Speaker 5 (23:40):
I heard the padding sound of feet on the soft earth.
I knew he was coming.
Speaker 6 (23:44):
The night wind brought me the perfume of the General's
black cigarette. Although I could see nothing, seemed to me
that he was coming with unusual swiftness, that he was
not feeling his way along foot by fit.
Speaker 5 (23:56):
In one brief moment I lived an entire year. Then
I heard the sh sharp crackle of breaking branches, the
cover of the pit gaping.
Speaker 10 (24:08):
You've done well, rains, very well. Where did you get
the tie? Your Burmese tiger pit has climbed one of
my best dogs, and so you score again. I must
see what you can do now against my whole pack.
Speaker 6 (24:29):
He went away again, but I just lay there in
the swamp that night. At daybreak, I was awakened by
a distant sound, faint and wavering, the baying of a
pack of hounds. I went up into a tree down
a water course, not a quarter of a mile away.
I could see the bush moving. I strained my eyes
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and saw the lean figure of General Zarath just ahead
of him. I made out the gigantic evon, folding the
pack in leash.
Speaker 5 (24:58):
I prepared for the native trick I've learned in Uganda.
Speaker 6 (25:01):
I slipped from the tree, caught hold of a springy,
young sapling, and to it fastened my knife, its blade
pointing down the trail with a bit of wild grapevine.
I tied back the sapling and ran for my life.
The hounds hid the fresh scent and raised their voices,
and I knew how an animal at bay must feel.
Even as I ran, the clamor of the houns suddenly
ceased with it. My heart stopped, for that meant it
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reached the knife. I climbed excitedly up a tree and
looked back, and hope died in my brain. The General
was still on his feet, even however, was not. The knife,
driven by the recoil of the springing tree, had done
its work. Then the dogs took up the cry again,
and I was on the ground once more nr Ner.
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I panted the words over and over as I fled headlong.
A blue gap showed through the tree stead ahead. I
forced myself up on towards the gap and reached the sea.
I lay twenty feet below me, rumbling and hissing. I
stood a moment, poised over the edge.
Speaker 3 (25:59):
I heard the hounds.
Speaker 5 (26:00):
I knew it was the end.
Speaker 3 (26:01):
Then I leap or into the water.
Speaker 1 (26:17):
Well, it's been a busy day, Adam, a busy day. Oh, down, Adam,
down the matter, my boy hungry? All right, catch it's
quite a day. Not perfect, of course, two slight annoyances.
One is it will be difficult to replace even and
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the other, well, our quarry escaped us, didn't he have them?
Speaker 3 (26:44):
Then?
Speaker 1 (26:44):
Of course the American didn't really play the game, so
we won't count it. We won't count it at all.
All right, my boy, that's enough for now. Aren't you
go with the rest? Better lot than another time?
Speaker 5 (27:00):
Mm hmmm.
Speaker 1 (27:02):
H m hmmmm mmm, rainfa, how did you get here?
Speaker 5 (27:12):
I swam? I found that quicker than walking through the jungle.
Speaker 1 (27:18):
I congratulate you.
Speaker 2 (27:20):
You have won the game.
Speaker 3 (27:22):
No, General, and of course you have.
Speaker 5 (27:25):
I'm still a beast at bay. Get ready, General, Zarah.
Speaker 1 (27:31):
I see splendid. One of us is to furnish a
meal for the hounds. The other will sleep in this
very excellent bed. Good rains good, Oh God.
Speaker 5 (28:00):
Was right. Never before in my life had I slept
in a better bed.
Speaker 4 (28:22):
Escape is produced by William N. Robson and was directed
tonight by Richard Sanville. You have escaped tonight in the
Richard Connell Story. The Most Dangerous Game adapted for radio
by Irving Ravitch, with Paul Priest as Sango, Rainsford and
Hans Conried as General zarof The special musical score was
conceived and conducted by Cy Fure.
Speaker 2 (28:44):
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against time with death at your shoulder. Next week you're
the engineer of the Yellow Male.
Speaker 4 (29:02):
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Speaker 2 (00:12):
Worried about the price of butter and eggs, fed up
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Speaker 3 (00:18):
CBS offers you a escape.
Speaker 2 (00:32):
You are alone and unarmed in the green hell of
a Caribbean jungle. You're being trailed by a peck of
fiercely hungry dogs and a mad hunter armed for the killed.
A mad hunter who believes that you, a human being,
are the most Dangerous Game.
Speaker 4 (00:48):
The Columbia Broadcasting System and That's Affiliated Stations present Escape,
produced by William N. Robson and directed tonight by Richard Sandville.
Escape carefully planned to free you from the four walls
of today. Free you for a half hour of high adventure.
Speaker 2 (01:10):
Tonight, I escaped to an island in the Caribbean and
the weird sportsmanship of a madman. As Richard Klo tells
it in his Unforgettable story, The Most Dangerous Game.
Speaker 5 (01:32):
My name is Rainsford. You may have heard of me.
Speaker 6 (01:36):
I make my living hunting big game for many of
the major museums of the world, guiding parties of sportsmen
on safari in Africa, Tibet in South America.
Speaker 5 (01:46):
Perhaps you've had.
Speaker 6 (01:46):
Occasion to run across some of my books, But even
if you have, there's one incident you won't find described
in them, the full story of my most terrible hunt.
It all began on board a private yacht and route
to Rio Withney. My host and I were smoking our
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pipes on deck, lounging back in steamer chairs, enjoying the
sensuous drowsiness of.
Speaker 5 (02:14):
The warm night.
Speaker 7 (02:18):
Eh.
Speaker 5 (02:18):
Good dinner, Eh, excellent gait. I ate too much though?
Speaker 3 (02:23):
Care for some gin? Rummy?
Speaker 7 (02:25):
Oh no, I don't care a move all right er.
There's a ruther large island off there the right somewhere.
It's uh something of a mystery.
Speaker 5 (02:34):
Really, I didn't know what island is it?
Speaker 7 (02:38):
The old charts call it ship trap island. Suggestive name,
isn't it? Sailors have a curious dread of the place,
some superstition.
Speaker 5 (02:48):
I can't see it.
Speaker 7 (02:49):
Well, you have good eyes, but even you can't see
four miles or so through a moonless Caribbean night.
Speaker 5 (02:55):
No, not even four yards. It is dark, isn't it.
Speaker 7 (02:58):
It'll be light enough and real well, by the way,
I hope the guns have come from parties. We should
have some good jaguar hunting up the Amazon great sport
hunting less than the world for the hunter, not for
the jaguar.
Speaker 5 (03:12):
Why not, they've no understanding.
Speaker 7 (03:15):
Even so, I rather think they understand one thing. Fear,
the fear of pain, the fear of death.
Speaker 5 (03:23):
Huh oh, Rod Whitney, who cares? How the jaggar field?
Speaker 3 (03:28):
Perhaps the jaguar does.
Speaker 6 (03:30):
Oh, you're a big game hunter, not a philosopher. Look,
the world is made up of two classes, the hunter
and the hundred. We're lucky enough to be the hunters.
Do you think we've passed that island.
Speaker 3 (03:42):
Yet and can't tell them the dark? I hope?
Speaker 1 (03:45):
So?
Speaker 5 (03:45):
Why?
Speaker 3 (03:46):
Oh?
Speaker 7 (03:46):
The place has a reputation, a bad one cannibals hardly
even cannibals wouldn't live in such an isolated spot. But
it's gotten into sailor's legends somehow. Did you know the
crew seemed jumpy today.
Speaker 5 (04:03):
As they were? A bit's strange now that you mentioned.
Speaker 7 (04:05):
Yes, it's a sort of dread, a kind of mental chill.
I'll be hanged if I haven't felt it myself.
Speaker 5 (04:13):
Oh, pure imagination.
Speaker 6 (04:15):
But one superstitious sailor can infect the whole ship's company
with this fear.
Speaker 7 (04:19):
Maybe sometimes sailors have an extra sense, which tells them
when they're in danger.
Speaker 3 (04:26):
Enough of that, I think I'll turn in.
Speaker 5 (04:29):
I'm not sleepy. I'll just have another pipe.
Speaker 3 (04:31):
Oh, good night man, see you in the morning.
Speaker 5 (04:34):
Yes, good night with me. It was very dark, so
dark I could have slept without closing my eyes.
Speaker 6 (04:48):
The night would have been my eyelids. I puffed at
my pipe, got drowsy. Then I was wide awake. A
gun out there in the water, A gun. I sprang
to the rail, strained my eyes in the direction of
those shots, but I couldn't see a thing. I leaped
up on the rail to get better elevation, and my
pipe striking. A rope was knocked out of my mouth.
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I lunged for it, and tight fingers closed around my
heart as I realized I'd reached too far and lost
my balance.
Speaker 5 (05:15):
Ah.
Speaker 6 (05:21):
The blood warm waters of the Caribbean closed over my head.
When I came to the surface, the wash from the
speeding yacht slapped salt water into my mouth, making me
gag and strangling me. I coughed and spat it out
and found my voice help help halt. The lights from
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the boat moved steadily away. They quickly became faint fireflies
and then they were blotted.
Speaker 5 (05:48):
Out by the night.
Speaker 6 (05:51):
I struggled out of my clothes and turned to the
direction from which I'd heard those shots. I began swimming, slowly,
conserving my strength. For an endless time, I fought the sea.
Then I began to count my strokes, thought I could
possibly do another one hundred before someone was shooting game,
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almost at my very elbow. It seemed gave me fresh vitality.
I swam towards the sound. Then I was in the breakers.
In another moment, I was dragging myself from the swirling waters,
pulling myself hand over hand onto the narrow beach, gasping,
panting for breath. I saw that the dense jungle came
down to the edge of the cliff, and I was
on land, unblessed land, say on the soft, warm sand.
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I awoke late in the afternoon, a sharp hunger picking
at me. As I slowly came to my feet, I saw,
not far from where I'd been lying, signs of a
terrible struggle in the underbrush that sloped so sharply to
the beach, some wounded thing. Evidently a large animal had
thrashed about there in its death fight, almost at my
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feet was a small glittering object and empty cattridge from
twenty two.
Speaker 5 (07:12):
That was hard.
Speaker 6 (07:14):
The hunter had had his nerve to tackle a large
brutet so small a gun. I examined the ground closely
and found what I'd hoped for, the print of hunting boots.
They pointed up toward a recess in the cliff, and
I hurried quickly after them, for night was beginning to
settle on the island. It was already dark when I
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came upon it. First I thought it was a village.
There were so many lights, But as I came closer,
I saw that all the lights were in one building,
a chateau on a high bluff. In a few moments,
my bare feet were patting up stone steps, and I
stood in front of the massive oaken door.
Speaker 5 (08:04):
Good evening. Please don't be alarmed. There's no need for
that gun. I'm no Robbert.
Speaker 6 (08:11):
It sounds silly, but I fell off a yacht. My
name is Sanger Rainsford of New York City.
Speaker 5 (08:20):
He was certainly not alarmed by me.
Speaker 6 (08:22):
This giant, who stood facing me the revolver in his hand,
continued to point steadily at my chest, and the man
behind it was solidly built and black bearded to the
waist and silent. He waved me in with the gun
and closed the door behind me. I was in a
huge hall, but there was no time to look around.
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Another man was coming down the broad marble stairs, an
erect slender man in evening clothes.
Speaker 5 (08:49):
I stepped toward him.
Speaker 6 (08:51):
I've just been explaining to this chap that I've had
an accident. My name is Sanger Rainsford.
Speaker 1 (08:56):
It's a great pleasure and honor to welcome mister Rainsford,
the celeb rated hunter to my home.
Speaker 5 (09:02):
Well, thank you.
Speaker 1 (09:03):
I've read your book. I'm hunting snow lepards in Tibet.
I'm General Zarov.
Speaker 5 (09:08):
Believe me, General. I'm very happy to see her.
Speaker 1 (09:11):
Although Ivan, you can put down that gun. This gentleman
is a guess. Ivan is an incredibly strong fellow, but
he has the misfortune to be a mute, a simple thing,
but a bit of a savage.
Speaker 5 (09:24):
I'm even happy to see him.
Speaker 3 (09:25):
Come.
Speaker 1 (09:26):
We should not be chatting here. You want clothes, food, dressed,
you shall have them. This is a most RESTful spot.
Speaker 5 (09:32):
I can't tell you how grateful I have.
Speaker 1 (09:35):
It is my pleasure follow Ivan, if you please mister Rainsford,
I was about to have my dinner, but it can wait.
I think my clothes will fit you.
Speaker 6 (09:48):
I followed the man into a huge beam ceiling bedroom
with a canopy bed large enough for six men. Ivan
silently laid out an evening suit, and as I put
it on, I noticed that came from a London tailor.
Speaker 5 (10:02):
Hmmm, and Whitney called this place too isolated, even for cannibals.
Speaker 6 (10:10):
I went downstairs and sat down opposite Zarav in a
dining room that suggested a baronial hall of feudal times.
The food was excellent.
Speaker 1 (10:19):
Perhaps you were surprised that I recognized your name, but
I read all books on hunting published in English, French
and Russian. I have but one passion in life, and
that is the hunt.
Speaker 6 (10:30):
Why I noticed you have some wonderful heads here. That
cape buffalo over there is the largest I've ever seen.
Speaker 1 (10:35):
Oh that fellow, Yes, he charged me, threw me against
the tree, fractured my skull, but I got the brute.
Speaker 5 (10:41):
I've always thought the Cape buffalo the most dangerous of
all big game.
Speaker 1 (10:45):
No, the Cape buffalo is not the most dangerous. No,
here in my preserve, on this island, I hunt more dangerous.
Speaker 6 (10:52):
Game is the big game on this island, the biggest really, Oh,
it is not here.
Speaker 1 (10:58):
Naturally I had to stock the island.
Speaker 5 (11:00):
Well, what have you imported? General?
Speaker 3 (11:02):
Tigers?
Speaker 1 (11:03):
No hunting tigers seas to interest me when I exhausted
their possibilities. There is no trail left in tigers, no
real danger. I live for danger. Cigarette mister, answer please,
we will have some capital hunting you and I.
Speaker 3 (11:21):
But what gain?
Speaker 1 (11:22):
I'll tell you? You will be amused. I know. I
think I may say in all modesty that I have
done a rare thing. I have invented a new sensation.
May I put you another glass of poetry? I have
been a hunter all my life, but after many years
of enjoyment, I found that the hunt no longer fascinated me.
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It had ceased to be what you call a sporting proposition.
I always got my quarry always, and there is no
greater bore than perfection.
Speaker 5 (11:55):
Than you were a very good hunter. General.
Speaker 1 (11:57):
No. No, I had merely discovered that the animal has
nothing but his legs and his instincts. Instinct is no
match for reason. When I realized this, it was a
tragic moment for me. As I told you, I loved
to hunt, and then it came to me as an
inspiration what I must do, and that was I had
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to invent a new animal to.
Speaker 5 (12:21):
Hunt, a new animal.
Speaker 1 (12:24):
Why your joke, I assure you, I am not sir,
a new animal, And so I found one. I bought
this island, built this house, and here I do my hunting.
The island is perfect for my purpose. There are jungles
with a maze of trails in them, hills, swarms, and
the animal generals are It supplies me with the most
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intense excitement of all. I never grow bored now, for
I have a quarry with which I can match my wits.
Speaker 8 (12:52):
An ideal quarry with courage, cunning, and above all reason.
But no animal can reason, my dear fellow, there is
one that can.
Speaker 5 (13:04):
I can't believe you're seriously what is some grisly.
Speaker 1 (13:08):
Jo Of course I'm serious. I'm speaking of hunting.
Speaker 5 (13:11):
You're speaking of murder.
Speaker 1 (13:12):
Surely your experience isn't the noise.
Speaker 5 (13:14):
We can don't cold blooded murder?
Speaker 1 (13:17):
Wager, you forget your notion when you go hunting with me?
Are you a genuine you? Thrilling stuff for you, mister Rains,
Thank you.
Speaker 5 (13:23):
I'm a hunter, not a murderer.
Speaker 1 (13:24):
Oh dear me, that unfortunate word again. But I hunt
the scum of the earth, sailors from tramp ships, lascars,
mong What do you get? This island is called ship trap.
There is a row of lights out there on the reef,
which indicate a channel where there is none on the rocks.
I control the lights from my tower.
Speaker 5 (13:45):
You wreck the ships, and then you shoot down the men.
Speaker 1 (13:47):
But I treat my visitors with every consideration. They have
plenty of good food and exercise. They get into splendid
physical condition. You shall see for yourself tomorrow. Would you
like some more thought?
Speaker 5 (14:00):
What shall I see tomorrow?
Speaker 1 (14:01):
We'll visit my training school. It's in the cellar. I
have about a dozen there now, sailor and theory a lot,
I regret to say, more accustomed to the deck than
the jungle ivan. You'll have a coffee, now, thick Turkish
coffee trains for very good. No, is your appetite quite gone?
Speaker 5 (14:20):
No coffee?
Speaker 3 (14:20):
Thank you? Just one?
Speaker 1 (14:21):
Even t is a gamey see. I suggest to one
of them that we go hunting. I give him three
hours start. I am to follow, armed only with pistol
of smallest caliber and range. My quarry eludes me for
three whole days. He wins the game. If I find him,
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he loses.
Speaker 6 (14:42):
And if he refuses to be hunted, Oh.
Speaker 1 (14:46):
I give him the option. If he won't hunt, I
turned him over to Ivan here Evan once served as
official executioner to the Great White Czar, and he has
his own ideas of sport.
Speaker 5 (14:56):
Invariably they choose the hunt and if they win.
Speaker 1 (15:00):
To date, I have not lost. I don't wish you
to think me a bragger. Once did almost win. Eventually
I had to use the dogs. Just step over here
to the window moment. I want you to see my courtyard.
Go ahead, mister Raineford, open the window. Please that I
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have a dozen as you can say. They are let
out at seven every night. If anyone should try to
get into my house or out of it, it would
be regrettable. And now I want to show you my
new collection of heads. Will you come with me to
the library.
Speaker 5 (15:37):
I hope you'll excuse me tonight, I'm really not feeling
it all.
Speaker 1 (15:40):
Well, Oh, I am sorry. You need a good RESTful
night's sleep. Tomorrow you'll feel like a new man, and
then we'll hunt. I wonder at the promising prospect.
Speaker 6 (15:50):
But I was already hurrying from the room and up
the marble stairway, him calling after me.
Speaker 9 (15:53):
So you can't go with me tonight. I expect rather
fair sport, a big, strong date. I from my cost
of Africa.
Speaker 6 (16:05):
The bed was good. I was tired, but I didn't sleep.
I didn't toss her turn, I didn't move. I just
lay rigidly in one spot, my eyes on the ceiling,
my arms tight against my side, my breathing slow and heavy,
my mind empty, waiting, waiting. The inky black was just
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beginning to dissolve, A thin line of gray.
Speaker 5 (16:32):
Was just beginning to seep insidiously into my room.
Speaker 6 (16:35):
When Tsarov found his quarry, then I suppose I slept.
When I awoke, the sun's shadows were already slanting through
my room. Must have been well afternoon. I came down
to find General Tzarav pouring himself a glass of brandy
by the sideboard.
Speaker 1 (16:56):
Mister Rainsford feeling better, I trust, Yes, I wish I
could say the same. No, I'm not well. Hunting was
no good last night. He made a straight trail, offered
no problems at all.
Speaker 5 (17:07):
General, I want to leave the island at once.
Speaker 1 (17:12):
Mister Rainsford, tonight we will hunt you and I no.
Speaker 5 (17:17):
General, I've told you I will not hunt.
Speaker 1 (17:19):
I beg you to reconsider. My idea of sport is
much more diverting than evah. Do you mean that? Yeah?
You and I. It's really an inspiration, a foeman worthy
of my steel. At last, you'll find this game worth playing. Rainsford,
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your brain against mine, your woodcraft against mine, your strength
and stamina against mine, outdoor chance and the steak is
not without value. And if I win, if I do
not find you by midnight of the third day, then
I'm defeated. My sloop will place you on the mainland
near it Own. Oh, you can trust me. I give
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you my word as a gentleman and as a sportsman.
Of course, you in turn must agree to say nothing
of your visit here.
Speaker 5 (18:10):
I'd agree to say nothing of the kind.
Speaker 1 (18:12):
Well that okay, Why discuss it now? Three days from
now we can chat about it over a bottle of Clicko.
Unless and I listen, rainfall even will supply you with
hunting clothes, food, And if I suggest you wear moccasins,
they live a poor trail. I suggest to you avoid
the big swamp in the southeast corner of the island.
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There's a quick sum there, and now you want to
start now that I shall not follow until dusk. Hunting
at night is so much more exciting than by day,
don't you think, mister Rainsford, Good hunting.
Speaker 6 (18:53):
I kept telling myself through tight teeth that I had
to keep my head, keep my head. My first idea
had been to put distance between myself and Zareth, and
so I plunged into the jungle in a blind panic.
Before long I shook it off and stopped straight. Flight
was futile. It would only bring me out to the sea.
Then I hit upon the idea of giving him a
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trail to follow. I would begin our dangerous game by
playing the fox. For more than two hours, I went
through the trackless wilderness, executing a series of intricate loops,
doubling again and again on my trail. Night found me
leg weary, with hands and face lashed by the branches,
and needed rest badly. And having played the fox, I
decided now to play the cat. I climbed into the
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crutch of a huge tree. An apprehensive night crawled slowly
by like a wounded snake.
Speaker 5 (19:54):
Then at dawning.
Speaker 6 (19:55):
A startled bird suddenly screamed, and I flattened against the ball.
Through a screen of leaves as thick as tapestry, I
saw the General came slowly, his eyes fixed on the
ground almost beneath my tree. He paused and went down
on one knee, studying the ground. I would have gone
from leaping the way a panther does, except for the
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small automatic in his right hand. After a seemingly endless time,
he came back to his feet. His eyes left the ground,
and traveled inch by inch up the tree.
Speaker 5 (20:28):
I froze, every muscle tensed for a spring.
Speaker 6 (20:32):
But the hunter's eyes stopped just before they reached the
limb on which I lay.
Speaker 5 (20:37):
A slow smile spread over his brown face.
Speaker 3 (20:41):
Oh, Rainsford, where can you have gone?
Speaker 1 (20:45):
Wherever are you? You clever dog?
Speaker 10 (20:48):
I simply must go home and lie down a bit
to think this home.
Speaker 6 (20:55):
The pender bear burst hotly from my lungs as he
turned back and disappeared. So the General was playing with me,
was saving me for another day's sport. Zarav was the
cat and I was the mouse. In that moment, I
knew the real meaning of terror. I slipped from the
tree and set off into the woods. I'd only gone
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a few hundred yards when I found a huge dead
tree leaning against a smaller living one.
Speaker 5 (21:21):
I pulled my knife from its sheath and set to work.
Speaker 6 (21:29):
When the job was finished, I threw myself down behind
a log one hundred feet away. How long I waited,
I don't know. It seemed like days. It's probably only
a few hours. Then he was coming again, with the
sureness of a bloodhot Nothing. Nothing escaped those searching black eyes.
No crushed blade of grass, no bent twig, no mark,
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however faint in the moss. He was so intent on
his stalking he was upon the thing before he saw it,
his foot touching the protruding branch that was the trigger.
The dead tree delicately adjusted to rest, and the cut
living one crashed heavily to the earth. And I waited
yet another moment, not during to look up and see
if it really had done its work.
Speaker 11 (22:13):
Rainspot, if you're within the sult of my boys, let
me congratulate you. There aren't many men who know how
to make a melee man catcher. Hey, I'm a lucky
man rate, but my replaces are still good.
Speaker 10 (22:25):
Did you see me spring back even while it was
Polly Rainsford, can you hear me? You're proving interesting. I'm
going back now to have my woundress. Don't be alarmed.
It's only a slight one. I shall be back. I
shall be back.
Speaker 5 (22:51):
It was dark, and I've been going for hours. The
vegetation became raker.
Speaker 6 (22:56):
Insects were biting me savagely, and when mud began sucking
viciously at my feet like giant leeches, I knew where
I was fo to enter, the death swamp with its
quicksand however, the softness of the earth gave me an idea.
I stepped back about a dozen paces out of the
quicksand and began to dig. When the pit was above
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my shoulders, I climbed out, and from some hard saplings,
I cut steaks, sharpening them to a fine point. I
planted the stakes at the bottom of the pit, with
their points up. With flying fingers, I wove a rough
carpet of weeds and branches, and with it I covered
the mouth of the pit. Then wet with sweat and
aching with tiredness, I crouched behind the stump of a
lightning blasted tree.
Speaker 5 (23:40):
I heard the padding sound of feet on the soft earth.
I knew he was coming.
Speaker 6 (23:44):
The night wind brought me the perfume of the General's
black cigarette. Although I could see nothing, seemed to me
that he was coming with unusual swiftness, that he was
not feeling his way along foot by fit.
Speaker 5 (23:56):
In one brief moment I lived an entire year. Then
I heard the sh sharp crackle of breaking branches, the
cover of the pit gaping.
Speaker 10 (24:08):
You've done well, rains, very well. Where did you get
the tie? Your Burmese tiger pit has climbed one of
my best dogs, and so you score again. I must
see what you can do now against my whole pack.
Speaker 6 (24:29):
He went away again, but I just lay there in
the swamp that night. At daybreak, I was awakened by
a distant sound, faint and wavering, the baying of a
pack of hounds. I went up into a tree down
a water course, not a quarter of a mile away.
I could see the bush moving. I strained my eyes
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and saw the lean figure of General Zarath just ahead
of him. I made out the gigantic evon, folding the
pack in leash.
Speaker 5 (24:58):
I prepared for the native trick I've learned in Uganda.
Speaker 6 (25:01):
I slipped from the tree, caught hold of a springy,
young sapling, and to it fastened my knife, its blade
pointing down the trail with a bit of wild grapevine.
I tied back the sapling and ran for my life.
The hounds hid the fresh scent and raised their voices,
and I knew how an animal at bay must feel.
Even as I ran, the clamor of the houns suddenly
ceased with it. My heart stopped, for that meant it
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reached the knife. I climbed excitedly up a tree and
looked back, and hope died in my brain. The General
was still on his feet, even however, was not. The knife,
driven by the recoil of the springing tree, had done
its work. Then the dogs took up the cry again,
and I was on the ground once more nr Ner.
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I panted the words over and over as I fled headlong.
A blue gap showed through the tree stead ahead. I
forced myself up on towards the gap and reached the sea.
I lay twenty feet below me, rumbling and hissing. I
stood a moment, poised over the edge.
Speaker 3 (25:59):
I heard the hounds.
Speaker 5 (26:00):
I knew it was the end.
Speaker 3 (26:01):
Then I leap or into the water.
Speaker 1 (26:17):
Well, it's been a busy day, Adam, a busy day. Oh, down, Adam,
down the matter, my boy hungry? All right, catch it's
quite a day. Not perfect, of course, two slight annoyances.
One is it will be difficult to replace even and
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the other, well, our quarry escaped us, didn't he have them?
Speaker 3 (26:44):
Then?
Speaker 1 (26:44):
Of course the American didn't really play the game, so
we won't count it. We won't count it at all.
All right, my boy, that's enough for now. Aren't you
go with the rest? Better lot than another time?
Speaker 5 (27:00):
Mm hmmm.
Speaker 1 (27:02):
H m hmmmm mmm, rainfa, how did you get here?
Speaker 5 (27:12):
I swam? I found that quicker than walking through the jungle.
Speaker 1 (27:18):
I congratulate you.
Speaker 2 (27:20):
You have won the game.
Speaker 3 (27:22):
No, General, and of course you have.
Speaker 5 (27:25):
I'm still a beast at bay. Get ready, General, Zarah.
Speaker 1 (27:31):
I see splendid. One of us is to furnish a
meal for the hounds. The other will sleep in this
very excellent bed. Good rains good, Oh God.
Speaker 5 (28:00):
Was right. Never before in my life had I slept
in a better bed.
Speaker 4 (28:22):
Escape is produced by William N. Robson and was directed
tonight by Richard Sanville. You have escaped tonight in the
Richard Connell Story. The Most Dangerous Game adapted for radio
by Irving Ravitch, with Paul Priest as Sango, Rainsford and
Hans Conried as General zarof The special musical score was
conceived and conducted by Cy Fure.
Speaker 2 (28:44):
Next week, you're sitting at the trattle of a speeding
locomotives screaming around the curves of a mountain cords, racing
against time with death at your shoulder. Next week you're
the engineer of the Yellow Male.
Speaker 4 (29:02):
Next week, CBS offers you a escape with Frank Kate
Spearman's exciting story of railroading the Run of the Yellow Male.
Until the same time next week. Then goodnight. This is CBS,
the Columbia Broadcasting OFFISTO
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