But to be there! That, indeed, would make me perfectly happy." "Had you been there to-day you would have admired, above all things, the feat of the matadore Jarocho.

It was upon the great bull Sandoval--a very monster, I assure you.

He came bellowing at Jarocho, as if he meant his instant death.

His eyeballs were living fire; his nostrils steamed with fury; well, then, at the precise moment, Jarocho put his slippered feet between his horns, and vaulted, light as a bird flies, over his back.

Then Sandoval turned to him again.