Possibly he thought that even the wild animal would know how to treat a Karpathy with due respect.
Scarce half an hour's journey from the town began the enormous morass which extends as far as Puespoek-Ladany and Tisza-Fuered, in which not merely a wild bull but a hippopotamus could make his home comfortably.
On one side of it extended rich wheat-fields, on the other side the rich, dark green reeds marked the water-line, only a narrow dyke separating the meadow from the swamp.
It was easy to learn at the first of the shepherd huts scattered along the border of the morass where the errant bull happened to be at that moment.

Amongst the shrubs of the little reedy island opposite he had made his lair; there you could see him crouching down.

All night long he would be roaring and bellowing there, only in the daytime was he silent.
First of all, however, you must know what sort of a character the beast known as an "errant bull" really is.
When there are two bulls in a herd, especially if one of them be only a growing calf, they are quiet enough, and even timid all through the winter.

If they meet each other they stand face to face, rubbing foreheads, lowing and walking round and round each other; but if the herdsman flings his cudgel between them they trot off in opposite directions.

But when the spring expands, when the spicy flowers put fresh vigour and warmer blood into every grass-eating beast, then the young bulls begin to carry their horned heads higher, roar at each other from afar, and it is the chief business of the _gulyas_ to prevent them from coming together.