By hiding the scarlet, I conceived a hope he would the sooner cool down, and go away.
"But I had raised a devil in him too fierce to be so easily laid.

He showed no signs of cooling down.

On the contrary, he continued to charge, butt, and bellow, as vengefully as ever--though the scarlet was no longer before his eyes.
"I began to feel really annoyed.

I had no idea the gnoo was so implacable in his rage.

The bull evidently felt pain from his wound.