Voiture

The voiture proceeded ſlowly with my Chevalier; […]

Having consulted with my friends, about the safest method of travelling through Flanders, I was persuaded to take places in the public Voiture […].

When the voiture stopped in the village, there seemed to be a nonplusation, to coin a word for the nonce, between my friend and his sisters.

As in a stupor, forging headlong forward she was overtaken in the vicinity of Valopolis by the evening voiture of Madame Mimosa, the lady's monogram, "Kiki," wreathed in true-love-knots, emblazoning triply the doors and rear.