splutter

A forceful emission of something, especially in small drops or particles; a spluttering or sputtering.

a splutter of water from a pipe

[He] broke down a slap, as he called it, in a dry stone fence, and lugged the unresisting animal [a horse] through the breach, about a rood of the simple masonry giving way in the splutter with which he passed.

A forceful choking or spitting sound.

A noisy commotion.

But party carries every thing nowadays, and what a splutter have I heard about the wit of that saying, repeated with admiration about a hundred times in half an hour.

[M]y ways of out-of-the-wayness were by no means quiet, but perpetually firing up under their feet in little splutters and spitfires of the most appalling heresy; […]

A disagreement or dispute.

Chaotic and forceful speaking, verbal exchange, etc.; (countable) an instance of this.

a splutter of rage from the old man

To forcefully emit (something), especially in small drops or particles; to sputter.

To soil or sprinkle (someone or something) with a substance, often a liquid; to bespatter, to spatter.

To direct angry words, criticism, insults, etc., at (someone or something).

There has been much spluttering about the prince’s use of ‘Americanisms’ in a letter to Emmanuel Macron, but the truth is more complicated[.]

Sometimes followed by out: to speak (words) hurriedly, and confusedly or unclearly.

Alas, for the expectations of man! His hopes are like the fruits of that melancholy shore, where death appears to live and life to die. He biteth, and spluttereth forth the unsavoury and abominable deception.

Of a thing: to forcefully emit something, especially in small drops or particles.

[H]e at once stepped into the stationer's shop, and requested to be served with a sheet of the best gilt-edged letter-paper, and a hard-nibbed pen which could be warranted not to splutter.

You see if my pen doesn't splutter, Polly, the moment I address Richard Paulette.

A minced oath expressing anger or wonder, usually attributed to Welsh people: 'sblood.

I vvill ſhevv him that I vvas not bred at Oxford for nothing.—Splutter! I vvill ſhevv him my head is good for ſomething elſe beſides preaching.

Here he vvas interrupted vvith, "Splutter and oons! you louſy tog, vvho do you call my maſter?[…]."