Bartleby forever?

“I prefer not to dine to-day,” said Bartleby, turning away. “It would disagree with me; I am unused to dinners.” So saying he slowly moved to the other side of the inclosure, and took up a position fronting the dead-wall.

...

“Are you looking for the silent man?” said another turnkey passing me. “Yonder he lies—sleeping in the yard there.

...

The round face of the grub-man peered upon me now. “His dinner is ready. Won't he dine to-day, either? Or does he live without dining?”

“Lives without dining,” said I, and closed his eyes.

“Eh!—He's asleep, aint he?”

“With kings and counselors,” murmured I.

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