Second refusal and narrator's confrontation

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# Second refusal and narrator's confrontation ## Overview This segment, titled "Second refusal and narrator's confrontation," is a textual excerpt from Herman Melville's short story, [Bartleby, The Scrivener](arke:01KG8AJ8SS2R5YVRHT1BCDZZNP). It spans lines 357 to 378 of the source text and details a pivotal interaction between the narrator and Bartleby. ## Context The segment is part of [Bartleby, The Scrivener](arke:01KG8AJ8SS2R5YVRHT1BCDZZNP), which is itself contained within the larger [Melville Complete Works](arke:01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW) collection. It was extracted from the digital text file [bartleby_the_scrivener.txt](arke:01KG89J1CRGPEZ66W67EZPAMPE) on January 30, 2026. This segment follows [First refusal and narrator's reaction](arke:01KG8AJM8KV3JQ73R05WS1QXX3), where Bartleby first uses his famous phrase, "I would prefer not to," and precedes [Escalation of Bartleby's refusals ('I would prefer not to')](arke:01KG8AJM8RS6TKBH9ZFVQG1EM6), indicating its place in the narrative's rising action. ## Contents The segment describes the narrator's attempt to engage Bartleby in examining legal copies, specifically a "fourth quadruplicate." Bartleby emerges from his "hermitage" only to deliver his characteristic refusal, "I would prefer not to," before retreating. The narrator, initially stunned, recovers and confronts Bartleby, demanding to know "Why do you refuse?" This interaction highlights the growing tension and the narrator's increasing bewilderment at Bartleby's passive resistance.

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Second refusal and narrator's confrontation

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called to Bartleby to join this interesting group. “Bartleby! quick, I am waiting.” I heard a slow scrape of his chair legs on the uncarpeted floor, and soon he appeared standing at the entrance of his hermitage. “What is wanted?” said he mildly. “The copies, the copies,” said I hurriedly. “We are going to examine them. There”—and I held towards him the fourth quadruplicate. “I would prefer not to,” he said, and gently disappeared behind the screen. For a few moments I was turned into a pillar of salt, standing at the head of my seated column of clerks. Recovering myself, I advanced towards the screen, and demanded the reason for such extraordinary conduct. “_Why_ do you refuse?”

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Second refusal and narrator's confrontation