Read the excerpt from "The Most Dangerous Game." "Where there are pistol shots, there are man. But what kind of men, he wondered, in so forbiffing a place? An unbroke n front of snarled and ragged jun

Read the excerpt from "The Most Dangerous Game." 

"Where there are pistol shots, there are man. But what kind of men, he wondered, in so forbiffing a place? An unbroke n front of snarled and ragged jungle fringed the shore. He saw no sign of a trail thriugh the closely knit web of weeds and trees; it was easier to go along the shore, and RAinsford floundered alo ng by the water. Not far from where he had landed, he stopped. Some wounded thing, by the evidence a large animal, had thrashed about in  the underbush; the jungle weeds were crushed down and the moss was lacerated; one patch of weeds was stained crimson. A small., glittering object not far away cuaght Rainsforf's eye and he picked it  up. It was an empty cartridge.