Two have flickered for a little and gone out.

The young men are watching with eager eyes.
"I can bear it no longer," says one, rushing to the gate of the arena, only to find that he could not open it.
The slave-girl utters a cry and steps forward and is caught and held by the carnifex.
Vergilius urges the leopard.

He steps quickly, feinting with his lance; the cat darts along the farther side of the arena, roaring.

Its eyes glow fiery in the dusk.

The beast is become furious with continued baiting.