haunch-pins

Updated: September 12, 2025

Shift his posture or his weight as he might, after a few seconds' ease his haunch-pins were pressing again upon the pavement, with no cushion of flesh but a crushed nerve or two that kept telephoning misery to his knee and fetching fierce darts of pain for response.

Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch - Nicky-Nan, Reservist