1 Mr. Pilkington, of Foxwood, had stood up, his mug in his hand.
2 Jones was hurled into a pile of dung and his gun flew out of his hands.
3 The whole of the big pasture, including the windmill, was in the hands of the enemy.
4 They were all carrying sticks, except Jones, who was marching ahead with a gun in his hands.
5 He had demanded payment in real five-pound notes, which were to be handed over before the timber was removed.
6 Boxer was an enormous beast, nearly eighteen hands high, and as strong as any two ordinary horses put together.
7 The next moment he and his four men were in the store-shed with whips in their hands, lashing out in all directions.
8 Squealer, temporarily stunned, was sprawling beside it, and near at hand there lay a lantern, a paint-brush, and an overturned pot of white paint.
9 Except for Mollie and Snowball, no other animal had ever left the farm, and they did not like to think of their sick comrade in the hands of human beings.
10 There was a good quarry of limestone on the farm, and plenty of sand and cement had been found in one of the outhouses, so that all the materials for building were at hand.
11 Napoleon, on the other hand, argued that the great need of the moment was to increase food production, and that if they wasted time on the windmill they would all starve to death.
12 Without any further prompting they confessed that they had been secretly in touch with Snowball ever since his expulsion, that they had collaborated with him in destroying the windmill, and that they had entered into an agreement with him to hand over Animal Farm to Mr. Frederick.