Pah

Fie! fie! fie! pah! pah! Give me an ounce of civet, good apothecary, to sweeten my imagination.

She was rarely suffered out of their sight; never went beyond the domains of the castle, unless well attended, or, rather, well watched; had continual lectures read to her about strict decorum and implicit obedience; and, as to the men—pah! she was taught to hold them at such distance and distrust that, unless properly authorized, she would not have cast a glance upon the handsomest cavalier in the world—no, not if he were even dying at her feet.

Limpet ejaculated "Pah!" like a man bitterly tired of life.