An out-of-the-way allegory--very out of the way--about a Rajah who goes out hunting tigers with "a telephone and a bar and a new stereo tape cassette player" in his howdah; the "very primitive" tigers who have a repertoire of intricate, meaningful dances; the Rajah's advent, now, playing "light classics"; and the elder tiger's decision that "this is. . . simply too much" ("My whole world picture has suddenly changed")--the tigers will "dance [the Rajah] to death"! And, by gum, they do. The full-color pictures are naturalistic, quite accomplished, very dramatic; the story is arch-to-arcane, adult, and not especially impressive at that.