His legs were so long, his nose so sharp, and hunger, instead of making him stupid like the horse and cow, had made him more lively.

I think he had probably not suffered so much as they had, or perhaps he had had a greater store of fat to nourish him.

Mr.Harry said that if he had been a girl, he would have laughed and cried at the same time when he discovered that pig.

He must have been asleep or exhausted when we arrived, for there was not a sound out of him, but shortly afterward he had set up a yelling that attracted Mr.
Harry's attention, and made him run down to him.

Mr.Harry said he was raging around his pen, digging the ground with his snout, falling down and getting up again, and by a miracle, escaping death by choking from the rope that was tied around his neck.
Now that his hunger had been satisfied, he was gazing contentedly at his little trough that was half full of good, sweet milk.