aunches

Updated: May 28, 2025

And there's a hare, Miss I should say he was trotting as light as could be and there's nothing uglier than a trotting hare he's like a race-horse walking all stiff and jolting, because of the high aunches haunches, Miss. They're all bewildered-like, birds and beasts the same. I saw the pad of a fox close by Rottingdean; he must have come a long way to try for a poultry-yard.

William Black - The Beautiful Wretch; The Pupil of Aurelius; and The Four Macnicols