Bartleby the Scrivener: A Tale of Wall Street
Bartleby the Scrivener: A Tale of Wall Street
Bartleby the Scrivener: A Tale of Wall Street
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62 THE PIAZZA TALES<br />
this should not be so vile a place. Nothing reproachful<br />
attaches to you by being here. And see, it is not so<br />
sad a place as one might think.<br />
and here is <strong>the</strong> grass.'<br />
Look, <strong>the</strong>re is <strong>the</strong> sky,<br />
'<br />
I know where I am,' he replied, but would say<br />
nothing more, and so I left him.<br />
As I entered <strong>the</strong> corridor again, a broad meat-like man,<br />
in an apron, accosted me, and, jerking his thumb over<br />
his shoulder, said, '<br />
'<br />
Is that your friend ?<br />
'<br />
Yes.'<br />
*<br />
Does he want to starve ? If he does, let him live<br />
on <strong>the</strong> prison fare, that 's all.'<br />
1 '<br />
Who are you 1 asked I, not knowing what to make<br />
<strong>of</strong> such an un<strong>of</strong>ficially speaking person in such a place.<br />
*<br />
I am <strong>the</strong> grub-man. Such gentlemen as have friends<br />
here, hire me to provide <strong>the</strong>m with something good<br />
to eat.'<br />
1<br />
'<br />
Is this so ?<br />
He said it was.<br />
'<br />
said I, turning to <strong>the</strong> turnkey.<br />
Well, <strong>the</strong>n,' said I, slipping some silver into <strong>the</strong><br />
I want you<br />
grub-man's hands (for so <strong>the</strong>y called him), *<br />
to give particular attention to my friend <strong>the</strong>re let him<br />
;<br />
have <strong>the</strong> best dinner you can get. And you must be<br />
as polite to him as possible.'<br />
'<br />
'<br />
Introduce me, will ? you<br />
said <strong>the</strong> grub-man, looking<br />
at me with an expression which seemed to say he was all<br />
impatience for an opportunity to give a specimen <strong>of</strong> his<br />
breeding.<br />
Thinking it would prove <strong>of</strong> benefit to <strong>the</strong> scrivener,<br />
I acquiesced ; and, asking <strong>the</strong> grub-man his name, went<br />
up with him to <strong>Bartleby</strong>.<br />
'<br />
<strong>Bartleby</strong>, this is a friend ; you will find him very<br />
useful to you.'<br />
'<br />
Your sarvant, sir, your sarvant,' said <strong>the</strong> grub-man,<br />
making a low salutation behind his apron.<br />
'<br />
Hope you