This last touch of mystery inflamed Edouard's impatience beyond bearing: he pointed eagerly and merrily to the corner of the screen. Raynal obeyed, and stepped very slowly and cautiously towards it. Rustle, thump! rustle, thump! rustle, thump! with the rhythm of harmonious voices. Edouard got his head and foot into the room without taking his eye off Raynal. Rustle, thump!英文原著 · 《White Lies》
Never again would she and Constantia be told to make that monkey take his noise somewhere else. Never would sound that loud, strange bellow when father thought they were not hurrying enough. The organ-grinder might play there all day and the stick would not thump. "It never will thump again, It never will thump again, played the barrel-organ. What was Constantia thinking? She had such a strange smile; she looked different. She couldn't be going to cry. "Jug, Jug," said Constantia softly, pressing her hands together.英文原著 · 《The Garden Party》
--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 Andouillets with the end of her gold-headed cane against the bottom of the calesh--
The old mule let a f...英文原著 · 《The Life and Opinions of Tristram Shandy》
Then he began putting these down in a row on the bare wooden table which stood in the centre of the room. "Here's five - six - seven - eight - nine - ten pounds. You'd better keep the odd change, Mrs. Bunting, for I shall want you to do some shopping for me to-morrow morning. I met with a misfortune to-day." But the new lodger did not speak as if his misfortune, whatever it was, weighed on his spirits. "Indeed, sir. I'm sorry to hear that." Mrs. Bunting's heart was going thump - thump - thump.英文原著 · 《The Lodger》
The circus band confined itself mostly to one tune; and as it went all day long, and late into the night, we got to know it quite well; at least, the bass notes of it, for the lighter tones came to us indistinctly. You know that blurt, blurt, thump, thump, dissolute sort of caravan tune. That was it.英文原著 · 《The Complete Writings-2》
If ever you go on the levee you'll know that sound, the rhythmic song of the stevedores heaving cotton-bales, and the steady thump, thump, of the machine compressing them within the hold of the ship.英文原著 · 《The Goodness of St. Rocque and Other Stories》