She unpinned the violets and thrust them towards his face.
"The Rough Road"
William John Locke
"He-he's asleep yet, I think-" She waited till the porter had passed on; then she unpinned the curtains and slipped behind them.
"The Greater Inclination"
Edith Wharton
Facing the house, she yawned, with arms thrown wide after the manner of one much wearied with a task; then she took off the gloves, unpinned her hat and smoothed her hair.
"Ashton-Kirk, Investigator"
John T. McIntyre