The young man, whose name was Robert Jordan, was extremely hungry and he was worried.
"I have not told you anything you must do, " Robert Jordan said to him.
"All these I have taken, " Pablo said and Robert Jordan was pleased to hear him speak proudly.
Robert Jordan knew that now his papers were being examined by the man who could not read.
Robert Jordan slipped through between the double rope of the corral and slapped the buckskin on the haunch.
"I am more wolf than thee, " Pablo said and Robert Jordan knew that he would pick up the sack.
"It will start on time if it is your attack, " Robert Jordan said.
Sorting them out carefully with his eyes after he had seen them first together, Robert Jordan looked them over individually.
The old man turned toward him suddenly and spoke rapidly and furiously in a dialect that Robert Jordan could just follow.
"I will take it, " Pablo told him, and in his sullenness there was a sadness that was disturbing to Robert Jordan.
Robert Jordan registered that he was not taking any of the flattery.
"Drink this, " he handed the glass of Spanish brandy to Robert Jordan.
"I have brought you no dynamite, " Robert Jordan said to him evenly.
Robert Jordan trusted the man, Anselmo, so far, in everything except judgment.
He handed back the paper to Robert Jordan and looked him over.
As they came up, the two men with the packs stopped, and Robert Jordan knew it was for him to admire the horses.
Robert Jordan could walk well enough himself and he knew from following him since before daylight that the old man could walk him to death.
Seeing the horses had seemed to bring this all to a head in him and seeing that Robert Jordan knew horses had seemed to loosen his tongue.
Some one on his staff, sitting on a chair working over a map on a drawing board, growled at him in the language Robert Jordan did not understand.
Robert Jordan looked at the man's heavy, beard-stubbled face.
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