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           Toolate,someonethoughtofracingaheadandshuttingthefive-barredgate;butinanothermomentthevanwasthroughitandrapidlydisappearingdowntheroad. Boxerwasneverseenagain. 

           ThreedayslateritwasannouncedthathehaddiedinthehospitalatWillingdon,inspiteofreceivingeveryattentionahorsecouldhave. Squealercametoannouncethenewstotheothers. Hehad,hesaid,beenpresentduringBoxer’slasthours. 

           "ItwasthemostaffectingsightIhaveeverseen!"saidSquealer,liftinghistrotterandwipingawayatear. "Iwasathisbedsideattheverylast. Andattheend,almosttooweaktospeak,hewhisperedinmyearthathissolesorrowwastohavepassedonbeforethewindmillwasfinished. ‘Forward,comrades!’hewhispered. ‘ForwardinthenameoftheRebellion. LongliveAnimalFarm! LongliveComradeNapoleon! Napoleonisalwaysright.’ Thosewerehisverylastwords,comrades." 

           HereSquealer’sdemeanoursuddenlychanged. Hefellsilentforamoment,andhislittleeyesdartedsuspiciousglancesfromsidetosidebeforeheproceeded. 

           Ithadcometohisknowledge,hesaid,thatafoolishandwickedrumourhadbeencirculatedatthetimeofBoxer’sremoval. SomeoftheanimalshadnoticedthatthevanwhichtookBoxerawaywasmarked"HorseSlaughterer,"andhadactuallyjumpedtotheconclusionthatBoxerwasbeingsenttotheknacker’s. Itwasalmostunbelievable,saidSquealer,thatanyanimalcouldbesostupid. Surely,hecriedindignantly,whiskinghistailandskippingfromsidetoside,surelytheyknewtheirbelovedLeader,ComradeNapoleon,betterthanthat? Buttheexplanationwasreallyverysimple.