Harpado of Xarama stands, to bide the Alcayde's shock.(6)

The appearance of the bull was hailed by loud acclamations from the
multitude; whilst hats, handkerchiefs, and scarfs fluttered in the air, in
every direction.

The noble animal appeared at first as though he were undecided how to act,
or on whom to wreak his fierce vengeance. He turned on every side, and
scanned the appalling number and firmness of his tormentors; gradually he
became more and more excited, till, exasperated by the clamors of the
impatient multitude, he tore the ground with his hoofs, tossed his head in
proud indignation, and then stared intently before him, as if to awe the
circus with the lightnings of his angry eye. Again he lowered his head,
and blew the dust in clouds with the burning breath of his distended
nostrils, and lashed his sides with his tail, as if to work himself up to
the proper pitch of frenzy; at length, with a sudden bound, he rushed
furiously against the first _picador_. The cavalier received the charge
with perfect coolness and intrepidity, and having succeeded in planting
his _pica_ in the higher part of the animal's neck, the theatre rung with
acclamations at the strength and dexterity with which he kept his
tremendous opponent for some moments fixed to the spot. Smarting with
pain, the bull then retired for a short time; but his rage prevailing over
his fears, he again rushed forward, and was received by a second
_picador_. Less fortunate, however, than his companion, he was unable to
withstand the overwhelming shock; and, after a fruitless effort to stem
the animal's fury with his _pica_, it at length broke, and the bull, with
one tremendous thrust on the horse's breast, overthrew its rider.
Fortunately for the fallen _picador_, he was protected by the bulk of his
horse; and the bull, as it often happens, sated his fierceness on the
helpless animal, whose blood spouted round the arena, from a wound
evidently mortal. The excitement of the spectators now became intense;
when the bull, having fully disabled his enemy, advanced toward the third
cavalier. The champion, however, had penetration enough to perceive that
the bull was of a dangerous kind, and evinced no particular solicitude to
come to closer quarters with him. He kept, therefore, retreating, under
pretext of gaining an advantageous position; but the people, who guessed
his real motive, unanimously protested against such dilatory proceedings.
Men and women, ol