Dead Souls

by Nikolai Gogol

The gentlemen officials resorted to yet another method, not altogether noble, but which nevertheless is sometimes employed —that is, making inquiries in a roundabout way, through various lackey acquaintances, of Chichikov’s servants, whether they knew any details concerning their master’s former life and circumstances, but again they heard little. From Petrushka they got only the smell of living quarters, and from Selifan that he had been in the goverman’s service and once worked in eustoms, and nothing else. This class of people has a very strange habit. If you ask one of them directly about anything, he will never remember, nothing will come to his head, and he will even say he simply does not know, but if you ask about something else, then he will spin his yarn and tell such details as you would not even want to know.

Seems appropriate of the worker class 😂😂😂😂