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He believed that he was right in saying that the lower animals on Animal Farm did more work and received less food than any animals in the county.

None of the old dreams had been abandoned.

Only old Benjamin professed to remember every detail of his long life and to know that things never had been, nor ever could be, much better or much worse—hunger, hardship and disappointment being, so he said, the unalterable law of life.

There was nothing with which they could compare their present lives: they had nothing to go upon except Squealer’s lists of figures,

As for the others, their life, so far as they knew, was as it had always been.

Somehow it seemed as though the farm had grown richer without making the animals themselves any richer—except, of course, for the pigs and the dogs.

But the luxuries of which Snowball had once taught the animals to dream, the stalls with electric light and hot and cold water, and the three-day week, were no longer talked about.

Whymper had bought himself a dogcart.