← He was twelve years old and had lately grown rather stout, but he was still a majestic−looking pig, with a wise and benevolent appearance in spite of the fact that his tushes had never been cut. 🔊
← Clover was a stout motherly mare approaching middle life, who had never quite got her figure back after her fourth foal. 🔊
← The van began to gather speed. Clover tried to stir her stout limbs to a gallop, and achieved a canter. 🔊
← Snowball was forgotten. Boxer was forgotten, except by the few who had known him. Clover was an old stout mare now, stiff in the joints and with a tendency to rheumy eyes. 🔊