And so, almost before they knew what was happening, the Rebellion had been successfully carried through:
Jones was expelled, and the Manor Farm was theirs.
For the first few minutes the animals could hardly believe in their good fortune.
Their first act was to gallop in a body right round the boundaries of the farm,
as though to make quite sure that no human being was hiding anywhere upon it;
then they raced back to the farm buildings to wipe out the last traces of Jones’s hated reign.
The harness-room at the end of the stables was broken open;
the bits, the nose-rings, the dog-chains, the cruel knives with which Mr. Jones had been used to castrate the pigs and lambs,
were all flung down the well.
The reins, the halters, the blinkers, the degrading nosebags, were thrown on to the rubbish fire which was burning in the yard.
So were the whips. All the animals capered with joy when they saw the whips going up in flames.
Snowball also threw on to the fire the ribbons with which the horses’ manes and tails had usually been decorated on market days.
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