By being friends with Pilkington, Comrade Napoleon got Frederick to increase his price by 12 pounds. Frederick said that he would pay with something called a cheque. It was a slip of paper that gave a promise of paying that much amount of money. But Comrade Napoleon said that he wanted the money handed to him in five-pound notes. Frederick paid up and with that left at a terribly fast speed with the timber. The money was enough to pay for the machinery for the windmill, Comrade Napoleon said. We could have Whymper get the parts for us. At once a meeting was to be held to check out the bank-notes Frederick gave us. Each animal was given one plate of notes. I leaned over to sniff my bank-notes and they all rustled under my breath. Three days after that, Whymper came over. His face was whiter than the paint used in the barn. He ran into the farmhouse. I don't know exactly what happened next but all I heard was the rage in Comrade Napoleon's voice when he screamed in anger. I learned the news a couple minutes later. The bank-notes were forgeries! How could he? How could one be so unobservant? This frustrated me to my limits. I feel like I am taking this personally, I have worked my hardest for the farm, even Napoleon knows! I am always watched, so that must mean they are admiring me, no? After this thought process one thing occurs to me... Frederick got the timber for free!