He looked about, ran to the stable door, peered in, went in and returned with a manure fork.

With that in his hand he ran back to the bull and jabbed him with the fork.
"Then the bull did roar.

He backed suddenly away from the barn, shaking his horns loose from the futile grip Chryseros had on them, and whirled on Hedulio.

Hedulio jabbed him in the neck with the fork.

The bull bellowed with rage, it seemed, more than with pain, lowered his head and charged at Hedulio.
"Hedulio side-stepped as deftly as a professional beast-fighter in an amphitheatre and to my amazement, well as I knew him, threw away the fork.
"The bull's rush carried him almost the whole breadth of the barn-yard.
When he turned round he stood, pawing the ground, shaking his head and bellowing.