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- # Introduction of narrator, office, and existing staff
## Overview - What this is (type, form, dates, scope)
This text segment is extracted from the short story "[Bartleby, The Scrivener](arke:01KG8AJ8SS2R5YVRHT1BCDZZNP)" by Herman Melville. It is a portion of a larger text file, `bartleby_the_scrivener.txt`, and is labeled as "Introduction of narrator, office, and existing staff." The segment spans lines 506-535 of the source text and was extracted on January 30, 2026.
## Context - Background and provenance from related entities
This segment is part of the short story "[Bartleby, The Scrivener](arke:01KG8AJ8SS2R5YVRHT1BCDZZNP)," which is contained within the file `bartleby_the_scrivener.txt`. The file is part of the larger collection "[Melville Complete Works](arke:01KG89HMDZKNY753EZE1CJ8HZW)." The segment follows "[Narrator's internal conflict and attempts to resolve the situation](arke:01KG8AJM8RSJCGC3NK2SPXCKBZ)" and precedes "[Bartleby's arrival and initial employment / Escalation of Bartleby's refusals](arke:01KG8AJMWVZZ38R75AVK1FBYK2)" within the short story.
## Contents - What it contains, key subjects and details
The segment introduces the narrator's office environment and the existing staff, including Turkey and Nippers. The narrator is discussing Bartleby's behavior with Turkey and Nippers, specifically Bartleby's refusal to examine his papers. The segment highlights the narrator's initial reaction to Bartleby's behavior and sets the stage for the story's central conflict.
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- It was afternoon, be it remembered. Turkey sat glowing like a brass
boiler, his bald head steaming, his hands reeling among his blotted
papers.
“Think of it?” roared Turkey; “I think I’ll just step behind his
screen, and black his eyes for him!”
So saying, Turkey rose to his feet and threw his arms into a pugilistic
position. He was hurrying away to make good his promise, when I
detained him, alarmed at the effect of incautiously rousing Turkey’s
combativeness after dinner.
“Sit down, Turkey,” said I, “and hear what Nippers has to say. What do
you think of it, Nippers? Would I not be justified in immediately
dismissing Bartleby?”
“Excuse me, that is for you to decide, sir. I think his conduct quite
unusual, and indeed unjust, as regards Turkey and myself. But it may
only be a passing whim.”
“Ah,” exclaimed I, “you have strangely changed your mind then—you speak
very gently of him now.”
“All beer,” cried Turkey; “gentleness is effects of beer—Nippers and I
dined together to-day. You see how gentle _I_ am, sir. Shall I go and
black his eyes?”
“You refer to Bartleby, I suppose. No, not to-day, Turkey,” I replied;
“pray, put up your fists.”
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- Introduction of narrator, office, and existing staff