But in that great hulk of the older bull there was one other thing--age.

His huge sides were panting.
His nostrils were as wide as bells.

Then, as if some invisible spirit of the arena had given the signal, the animals came together again.

The crash of their horns could have been heard half a mile away, and under twelve hundred pounds of flesh and bone the younger hull went plunging back upon his haunches.

Then was when youth displayed itself.