Martin, who wished to entice the beast on to solid ground, where he could grapple with him better than in the midst of this unknown morass, and also, by way of provocation, cracked his long whip loudly.

Maddened still more by this exasperating sound, the wild beast arose from his resting-place and rushed upon the horseman, who immediately turned his horse and fled out of the swamp, enticing after him the infuriated bull.
When the wild beast came out into the plain, looked about him, and saw all the people standing on the dyke, as if guessing what they wanted to do with him, he suddenly turned tail again, and snorting as he went, angrily lay down again on the border of the swamp.

Martin followed after him, and again cracked his whip over the beast's head.
The bull roared at him, but did not budge from the spot.

On the contrary, he burrowed with his snout among the reeds, and however much the young man might crack his whip, he only responded by beating the air with his tail.
This supreme indifference irritated Martin, and, creeping closer to the wild bull, he gave it a cut with his whip.

The hooked steel wire plaited round the end of the whip cut out a whole patch on the skin of the savage beast, but it did not move.