A Game of Death Page #5

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play some more.

I'm afraid I'm boring Mr. Rainsford.

Well after all he's been through tonight,

you can hardly expect him to concentrate.

My dear fellow, I've been most

inconsiderate. Forgive me.

Besides, it's 11 o'clock. Time

for all of you to turn in.

Pleshke.

Every night, he packs us off

to bed like bad children.

No my dear, charming children.

Oh, who wants to go to bed?

Erich, you promised to

show me the trophy room.

Yes, I did.

But not now.

Later.

Goodnight, Mr. Rainsford.

Goodnight.

Well what do you think of her, Rainsford?

Ms. Trowbridge is very interesting.

Exciting is a better word. It

suggests a keener emotion.

Remember the proverb of

the Ugandan chieftains?

Hunt first the enemy, then the woman.

That's the savage's idea everywhere.

It applies to all of us.

Only the savage is frank

enough to admit it.

First the hunt,

then the kill.

And then the woman.

Only when you have experienced all

that, can you know complete ecstasy.

Pleshke's waiting for you.

Ms. Trowbridge.

I was afraid to call, or even knock.

Well, what is it?

I need help. My brother

is not in his room.

Are you sure?

I just looked and he's not there.

I'm worried.

Kreiger's been planning something.

Something about Bob and me.

Perhaps your brother could have

wandered outside somewhere.

He's been drinking.

He was only pretending.

Why?

Because he's frightened.

He's gone, I tell you!

Where?

Where do the others go?

That door downstairs. I'll

be with you in a minute.

Please hurry, Mr. Rainsford.

I'm coming.

You heard?

Yes.

I've heard it before out there at night.

Perhaps this time it's my brother.

That's odd. It's unlocked.

How horrible.

Oh Bob.

What are you doing down here? You

frightened your sister out of her wits.

I had to find out what's

in this place.

That's why I pretended to be plastered

tonight. To throw Kreiger off guard.

After they left, I went to

his room and I got this key.

See what's on those shelves?

Yes, that's what he's

planning for all of us.

Where's that corridor lead to?

It's a dead end. That's

where he keeps his dogs.

And down there?

I don't know, I haven't

had a chance to look.

Well there must be someway out of here.

We'll find out.

I found the boathouse.

We may as well face the facts,

we are dealing with a maniac.

You mean that scar?

Yes.

A homicidal maniac.

To satisfy his obsession, he'd kill his

best friend as quickly as his worst enemy.

There's only one chance

with a man like that.

We've got to beat him to the punch.

Where's he keep his guns?

You got me.

You heard what he said about

hunting with bow and arrow.

If he has any guns, he must

keep them locked up somewhere.

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