The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy, Gentleman/Volume 7/Chapter 22
CHAP. XXII.
———Get on with you, said the abbess.
———Wh - - - -ysh———ysh———cried Margarita.
Sh - - - a———shu—u———shu - - u—sh - - aw———shaw'd the abbess.
———Whu—v—w———whew—w—w—whuv'd Margarita, pursing up her sweet lips betwixt a hoot and a whistle.
Thump—thump—thump—obstreperated the abbess of Andoüillets with the end of her gold-headed cane against the bottom of the calesh———
———The old mule let a f—