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Nascent Drama

The whole management and organisation of this farm depend on us. Day and night we are watching over your welfare. It is for your sake that we drink that milk and eat those apples. Do you know what would happen if we pigs failed in our duty? GTC would come back! Yes, GTC would come back! Surely, comrades," cried Dual almost pleadingly, skipping from side to side and whisking his tail, "surely there is no one among you who wants to see GTC come back?"
 
Now if there was one thing that the animals were completely certain of, it was that they did not want GTC back. When it was put to them in this light, they had no more to say. The importance of keeping the pigs in good health was all too obvious. So it was agreed without further argument that the milk and the windfall apples (and also the main crop of apples when they ripened) should be reserved for the pigs alone.
 
Every day Dork Lord and Dershocka sent out flights of pigeons whose instructions were to mingle with the animals on neighbouring farms, tell them the story of the Rebellion, and teach them the tune of Beasts of England.
 
Most of this time Grandtheftcow had spent sitting in the taproom of the Red Lion at Willingdon, complaining to anyone who would listen of the monstrous injustice he had suffered in being turned out of his property by a pack of good-for-nothing animals.
 
One of them, which was named Foxwood, was a large, neglected, old-fashioned farm, much overgrown by woodland, with all its pastures worn out and its hedges in a disgraceful condition.
 
Nevertheless, they were both thoroughly frightened by the rebellion on Animal Farm, and very anxious to prevent their own animals from learning too much about it.
 
They put it about that the animals on the Manor Farm (they insisted on calling it the Manor Farm; they would not tolerate the name "Animal Farm") were perpetually fighting among themselves and were also rapidly starving to death.
 
When time passed and the animals had evidently not starved to death, Bickendan and Eggs Mayonnaise changed their tune and began to talk of the terrible wickedness that now flourished on Animal Farm.
 
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