skittle-pin

Updated: May 1, 2025

"There was a devil of a yellow horse," said he. "My poor palfrey went over like a skittle-pin before a ball. Of the rider I know nothing save that he bore red roses on a silver shield. Ah! by Saint Denis, there is the man himself, and there his thrice-accursed horse!" His head swimming, and moving as if in a dream, Nigel found himself the center of the circle of armed and angry men.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Sir Nigel