Pott

Examples

• You should do so, Sir,' said Pott, with a severe countenance. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• He returned Mr. Pott's gaze of stone, and in compliance with that gentleman's request, proceeded to make the most he could of the 'serpent. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I beg a thousand pardons,' said Mr. Pott. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pott's domestic circle was limited to himself and his wife. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• My dear,' said Mr. Pott, 'I'm very sorry. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• The contest,' said Pott, 'shall be prolonged so long as I have health and strength, and that portion of talent with which I am gifted. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Sound philosopher,' said Mr. Pott. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mrs. Pott's going,' were the first words with which he saluted his leader. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• But the more strenuously Mr. Pott entreated, the more vehemently the screams poured forth. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Upon my word, Sir,' said the astonished Mrs. Pott, stooping to pick up the paper. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pott started. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Oh, don't leave me--don't leave me, Goodwin,' murmured Mrs. Pott, clutching at the wrist of the said Goodwin with an hysteric jerk. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Not a whisper of my name,' replied Pott; 'this is a buff neighbourhood. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Serpent, Sir,' repeated Mr. Pott, raising his voice, and then suddenly depressing it: 'I said, serpent, sir--make the most of it. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Oh, Goodwin,' observed Mrs. Pott, 'does he mean to horsewhip the editor of the _Independent_--does he, Goodwin? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Yes, Sir,' resumed Pott, 'it is. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• But I trust, sir,' said Pott, 'that I have never abused the enormous power I wield. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Never, Sir,' rejoined Pott, pot-valiant in a double sense--'never. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• You will find very little to repay you for your trouble in this contemptible _thing_, sir,' replied Slurk, bestowing a Satanic frown on Pott. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• The unlucky Pott looked timidly on, but said nothing. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Nobody but you,' retorted Mrs. Pott, with asperity. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• So are you, sir,' said Pott, addressing Mr. Ben Allen. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• The new-comer was introduced to Mr. Pickwick as Mr. Pott, the editor of the Eatanswill _Gazette_. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Nor was the occasional society of Mr. Pott himself wanting to complete their felicity. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• What an impudent blunderer this fellow is,' said Pott, turning from pink to crimson. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• I consider you, sir,' said Mr. Pott, moved by this sarcasm, 'I consider you a viper. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Now, my dear Pott,' said little Mr. Perker, 'the question is, what are we to do with our friends here? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Mr. Pott, what do you say? Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• Winkle,' echoed Mr. Pott; and the ceremony of introduction was complete. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.
• The agitated young man would have accepted it, in his confusion, had not Pott indignantly interposed. Charles Dickens. The Pickwick Papers.

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