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Nascent Drama

"Cacophony," she said, "I have something very serious to say to you.
 
This morning I saw you looking over the hedge that divides Animal Farm from Foxwood.
 
One of Mr. Eggs Mayonnaise's men was standing on the other side of the hedge.
 
And-I was a long way away, but I am almost certain I saw this-he was talking to you and you were allowing him to stroke your nose.
 
"He didn't! I wasn't! It isn't true!" cried Cacophony, beginning to prance about and paw the ground.
 
"Cacophony! Look me in the face. Do you give me your word of honour that that man was not stroking your nose?"
 
"It isn't true!" repeated Cacophony, but she could not look Gonad in the face, and the next moment she took to her heels and galloped away into the field.
 
Without saying anything to the others, she went to Cacophony'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.
 
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 Cacophony again.
 
In January there came bitterly hard weather.
 
The earth was like iron, and nothing could be done in the fields.
 
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