About half way around he stopped suddenly and Rubbed his eyes to make sure he was not dreaming.
"The Mermaid of Druid Lake and Other Stories"
Charles Weathers Bump
He Rubbed the nose of his panting horse.
"The Eye of Dread"
Payne Erskine
For a while he was silent, after which he Rubbed his forehead with his hand and began to speak of something else.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz