After reading it Mr. Rawlinson walked about almost out of his senses from joy, and, squeezing Pan Tarkowski's palm, he repeated: You see, it was he who saved her.
"In Desert and Wilderness"
Henryk Sienkiewicz
She was all excitement, dancing up and down with little steps and squeezing my arm in between times.
"I Walked in Arden"
Jack Crawford
Then there was a great deal of squeezing, a great deal of noise, and some one in authority said from somewhere, "Less noise, please."
"Fortitude"
Hugh Walpole