The rope was slackened and the calf leaped up.

Dan then successively picked up any foot designated by the marshal.

"Left hind foot! Right fore foot!" and so on with almost unerring accuracy.

His horse, calm and swift, obeyed every word and every shift of his rider's body.

The crowd cheered, and those who came after added nothing to the contest.
Mose rode into the inclosure with impassive face.