By Herman Melville
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As time passed, I saw that Bartleby never went out to eat dinner. He never went anywhere. One of the men always brought Bartleby some ginger cakes at eleven o?clock each morning.

?Poor fellow!? I thought. ?He is a little foolish at times, but he is useful to me.?

?Bartleby,? I said one afternoon. ?Please go to the post office and bring my mail.?

?I do not want to.?

I walked back to my office too shocked to think. One of my workers would not do so...