They rolled in the dew, they cropped mouthfuls of the sweet summer grass, they kicked up clods of the black earth and snuffed its rich scent.
Then they made a tour of inspection of the whole farm and surveyed with speechless admiration
the ploughland, the hayfield, the orchard, the pool, the spinney.
It was as though they had never seen these things before, and even now they could hardly believe that it was all their own.
Then they filed back to the farm buildings and halted in silence outside the door of the farmhouse.
That was theirs too, but they were frightened to go inside.
After a moment, however, Snowball and Napoleon butted the door open with their shoulders
and the animals entered in single file, walking with the utmost care for fear of disturbing anything.
They tiptoed from room to room, afraid to speak above a whisper and gazing with a kind of awe at the unbelievable luxury,
at the beds with their feather mattresses, the looking-glasses, the horsehair sofa,
the Brussels carpet, the lithograph of Queen Victoria over the drawing-room mantelpiece.
They were just coming down the stairs when Mollie was discovered to be missing.
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