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Show 9S~ THE BULL-361 waved tiieir arms, the boss had whipped him with his lariat, but die old bull had simply turned and walked away. So now, instead of waiting for the next day, the boss wanted him loaded into the third truck and for that purpose had kept him alone in the small corral. The diree men dropped into the corral with him, formed a line and drove him toward the chute, slowly, whooping, waving their arms. He stopped at the entrance, deaf to die men worrying him like terriers, and then turned back, stopping as if seeing the men for die first time. "He don't like that truck," said the hired man. "Then make him like it!" said the man, and slashed at die bull's face widi his rope. The bull stepped back, grew more alert, and just then it started to rain. The man turned his head up and glared at the sky. He looked choked, he looked as if he wanted to pick the bull up and carry him up diat chute. But when he tried to turn the bull back to the chute, the animal walked past him to the center of the corral. The man called the driver to help and he walked over to the corral, a small man with fast-moving stubby legs, his arms hanging out away from his body like parentheses, as if after long hours spread apart on a huge steering wheel they could not hang straight again. He zipped up his leather jacket, looked up at the rain with distaste, and climbed up to the top rail of the corral. But no, he was not about to get down in no corral with no bull, and so he hung from the top rail, shouting and waving his free arm, while the other three again drove the bull up to the chute. But again he simply turned back and walked between the boy and the hired man; they shouted and waved, the hired man took off his hat and struck the bull across the eyes with it; but the bull broke into a trot, stopping near the gate. "That bull ain't gonna go in there," said the driver. The man did not answer, but everything about him said, Yes, that bull would go in there! "Get me that goad," he said to his son, tossing his lariat to the hired man. He spoke calmly but there was something mad on his face. "Stopped raining," said the hired man. "Just enough to settle the dust." The man appeared not to hear. "Now, drive him easy till he gets up to the chute. Just let him walk, easy does it. Let him go right up |