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said Mrs. Pott , smiling through the traces of her tears . ` I hope not , ' said Mr. Pott , actuated , as he spoke , by a wish that his visitor would choke himself with the morsel of dry toast which he was raising to his lips at the moment , and so terminate his stay effectually . ` I hope not . ' ` You are very good , ' said Mr. Winkle ; ` but a letter has been received from Mr. Pickwick -- so I learn by a note from Mr. Tupman , which was brought up to my bedroom door , this morning -- in which he requests us to join him at Bury to-day ; and we are to leave by the coach at noon . ' ` But you will come back ? ' said Mrs. Pott . ` Oh , certainly , ' replied Mr. Winkle .