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"It isn't true!" repeated Mollie, but she could not look Clover in the face, and the next moment she took to her heels and galloped away into the field.

A thought struck Clover. Without saying anything to the others, she went to Mollie's stall and turned over the straw with her hoof. Hidden under the straw was a little pile of lump sugar and several bunches of ribbon of different colours.

Three days later Mollie disappeared.

For some weeks nothing was known of her whereabouts, then the pigeons reported that they had seen her on the other side of Willingdon.

She was between the shafts of a smart dogcart painted red and black, which was standing outside a public-house.

A fat red-faced man in check breeches and gaiters, who looked like a publican, was stroking her nose and feeding her with sugar.

Her coat was newly clipped and she wore a scarlet ribbon round her forelock.

She appeared to be enjoying herself, so the pigeons said.

None of the animals ever mentioned Mollie again.

In January there came bitterly hard weather.

The earth was like iron, and nothing could be done in the fields.

Many meetings were held in the big barn, and the pigs occupied themselves with planning out the work of the coming season.

It had come to be accepted that the pigs, who were manifestly cleverer than the other animals, should decide all questions of farm policy, though their decisions had to be ratified by a majority vote.

This arrangement would have worked well enough if it had not been for the disputes between Snowball and Napoleon.

These two disagreed at every point where disagreement was possible.

If one of them suggested sowing a bigger acreage with barley, the other was certain to demand a bigger acreage of oats, and if one of them said that such and such a field was just right for cabbages, the other would declare that it was useless for anything except roots.

Each had his own following, and there were some violent debates.

At the Meetings Snowball often won over the majority by his brilliant speeches, but Napoleon was better at canvassing support for himself in between times.

He was especially successful with the sheep.

Of late the sheep had taken to bleating "Four legs good, two legs bad" both in and out of season, and they often interrupted the Meeting with this.

It was noticed that they were especially liable to break into "Four legs good, two legs bad" at crucial moments in Snowball's speeches.

Snowball had made a close study of some back numbers of the 'Farmer and Stockbreeder' which he had found in the farmhouse, and was full of plans for innovations and improvements.

He talked learnedly about field drains, silage, and basic slag, and had worked out a complicated scheme for all the animals to drop their dung directly in the fields, at a different spot every day, to save the labour of cartage.

Napoleon produced no schemes of his own, but said quietly that Snowball's would come to nothing, and seemed to be biding his time.

But of all their controversies, none was so bitter as the one that took place over the windmill.

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