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Meanwhile
the
timber
was
being
carted
away
at
high
speed
.
When
it
was
all
gone
,
another
special
meeting
was
held
in
the
barn
for
the
animals
to
inspect
Frederick
’
s
bank
-
notes
.
Smiling
beatifically
,
and
wearing
both
his
decorations
,
Napoleon
reposed
on
a
bed
of
straw
on
the
platform
,
with
the
money
at
his
side
,
neatly
piled
on
a
china
dish
from
the
farmhouse
kitchen
.
The
animals
filed
slowly
past
,
and
each
gazed
his
fill
.
And
Boxer
put
out
his
nose
to
sniff
at
the
bank
-
notes
,
and
the
flimsy
white
things
stirred
and
rustled
in
his
breath
.
Three
days
later
there
was
a
terrible
hullabaloo
.
Whymper
,
his
face
deadly
pale
,
came
racing
up
the
path
on
his
bicycle
,
flung
it
down
in
the
yard
and
rushed
straight
into
the
farmhouse
.
The
next
moment
a
choking
roar
of
rage
sounded
from
Napoleon
’
s
apartments
.
The
news
of
what
had
happened
sped
round
the
farm
like
wildfire
.
The
banknotes
were
forgeries
!
Frederick
had
got
the
timber
for
nothing
!
Napoleon
called
the
animals
together
immediately
and
in
a
terrible
voice
pronounced
the
death
sentence
upon
Frederick
.
When
captured
,
he
said
,
Frederick
should
be
boiled
alive
.
At
the
same
time
he
warned
them
that
after
this
treacherous
deed
the
worst
was
to
be
expected
.
Frederick
and
his
men
might
make
their
long
-
expected
attack
at
any
moment
.
Sentinels
were
placed
at
all
the
approaches
to
the
farm
.
In
addition
,
four
pigeons
were
sent
to
Foxwood
with
a
conciliatory
message
,
which
it
was
hoped
might
re
-
establish
good
relations
with
Pilkington
.
The
very
next
morning
the
attack
came
.
The
animals
were
at
breakfast
when
the
look
-
outs
came
racing
in
with
the
news
that
Frederick
and
his
followers
had
already
come
through
the
five
-
barred
gate
.
Boldly
enough
the
animals
sallied
forth
to
meet
them
,
but
this
time
they
did
not
have
the
easy
victory
that
they
had
had
in
the
Battle
of
the
Cowshed
.
There
were
fifteen
men
,
with
half
a
dozen
guns
between
them
,
and
they
opened
fire
as
soon
as
they
got
within
fifty
yards
.
The
animals
could
not
face
the
terrible
explosions
and
the
stinging
pellets
,
and
in
spite
of
the
efforts
of
Napoleon
and
Boxer
to
rally
them
,
they
were
soon
driven
back
.
A
number
of
them
were
already
wounded
.
They
took
refuge
in
the
farm
buildings
and
peeped
cautiously
out
from
chinks
and
knot
-
holes
.
The
whole
of
the
big
pasture
,
including
the
windmill
,
was
in
the
hands
of
the
enemy
.
For
the
moment
even
Napoleon
seemed
at
a
loss
.
He
paced
up
and
down
without
a
word
,
his
tail
rigid
and
twitching
.
Wistful
glances
were
sent
in
the
direction
of
Foxwood
.
If
Pilkington
and
his
men
would
help
them
,
the
day
might
yet
be
won
.
But
at
this
moment
the
four
pigeons
,
who
had
been
sent
out
on
the
day
before
,
returned
,
one
of
them
bearing
a
scrap
of
paper
from
Pilkington
.
On
it
was
pencilled
the
words
:
"
Serves
you
right
.
"
Meanwhile
Frederick
and
his
men
had
halted
about
the
windmill
.
The
animals
watched
them
,
and
a
murmur
of
dismay
went
round
.
Two
of
the
men
had
produced
a
crowbar
and
a
sledge
hammer
.
They
were
going
to
knock
the
windmill
down
.
"
Impossible
!
"
cried
Napoleon
.
"
We
have
built
the
walls
far
too
thick
for
that
.
They
could
not
knock
it
down
in
a
week
.
Courage
,
comrades
!
"
But
Benjamin
was
watching
the
movements
of
the
men
intently
.
The
two
with
the
hammer
and
the
crowbar
were
drilling
a
hole
near
the
base
of
the
windmill
.
Slowly
,
and
with
an
air
almost
of
amusement
,
Benjamin
nodded
his
long
muzzle
.
"
I
thought
so
,
"
he
said
.
"
Do
you
not
see
what
they
are
doing
?
In
another
moment
they
are
going
to
pack
blasting
powder
into
that
hole
.
"
Terrified
,
the
animals
waited
.
It
was
impossible
now
to
venture
out
of
the
shelter
of
the
buildings
.
After
a
few
minutes
the
men
were
seen
to
be
running
in
all
directions
.
Then
there
was
a
deafening
roar
.
The
pigeons
swirled
into
the
air
,
and
all
the
animals
,
except
Napoleon
,
flung
themselves
flat
on
their
bellies
and
hid
their
faces
.
When
they
got
up
again
,
a
huge
cloud
of
black
smoke
was
hanging
where
the
windmill
had
been
.
Slowly
the
breeze
drifted
it
away
.
The
windmill
had
ceased
to
exist
!
