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Apart from the disputes over the windmill, there was the question of the defence of the farm.

It was fully realised that though the human beings had been defeated in the Battle of the Cowshed they might make another and more determined attempt to recapture the farm and reinstate Mr. Jones.

They had all the more reason for doing so because the news of their defeat had spread across the countryside and made the animals on the neighbouring farms more restive than ever.

As usual, Snowball and Napoleon were in disagreement.

According to Napoleon, what the animals must do was to procure firearms and train themselves in the use of them.

According to Snowball, they must send out more and more pigeons and stir up rebellion among the animals on the other farms.

The one argued that if they could not defend themselves they were bound to be conquered, the other argued that if rebellions happened everywhere they would have no need to defend themselves.

The animals listened first to Napoleon, then to Snowball, and could not make up their minds which was right; indeed, they always found themselves in agreement with the one who was speaking at the moment.

At last the day came when Snowball's plans were completed.

At the Meeting on the following Sunday the question of whether or not to begin work on the windmill was to be put to the vote.

When the animals had assembled in the big barn, Snowball stood up and, though occasionally interrupted by bleating from the sheep, set forth his reasons for advocating the building of the windmill.

Then Napoleon stood up to reply.

He said very quietly that the windmill was nonsense and that he advised nobody to vote for it, and promptly sat down again; he had spoken for barely thirty seconds, and seemed almost indifferent as to the effect he produced.

At this Snowball sprang to his feet, and shouting down the sheep, who had begun bleating again, broke into a passionate appeal in favour of the windmill.

Until now the animals had been about equally divided in their sympathies, but in a moment Snowball's eloquence had carried them away.

In glowing sentences he painted a picture of Animal Farm as it might be when sordid labour was lifted from the animals' backs.

His imagination had now run far beyond chaff-cutters and turnip-slicers.

Electricity, he said, could operate threshing machines, ploughs, harrows, rollers, and reapers and binders, besides supplying every stall with its own electric light, hot and cold water, and an electric heater.

By the time he had finished speaking, there was no doubt as to which way the vote would go.

But just at this moment Napoleon stood up and, casting a peculiar sidelong look at Snowball, uttered a high-pitched whimper of a kind no one had ever heard him utter before.

At this there was a terrible baying sound outside, and nine enormous dogs wearing brass-studded collars came bounding into the barn.

They dashed straight for Snowball, who only sprang from his place just in time to escape their snapping jaws.

In a moment he was out of the door and they were after him.

Too amazed and frightened to speak, all the animals crowded through the door to watch the chase.

Snowball was racing across the long pasture that led to the road.

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