Henry Lloyd Thompson rubs salt between his fingers, feeling the texture of the crystals and squeezes handfuls together to judge the moisture content.
He rubs his chin with the back of his hand, feeling the rasp of his white bristles.
One time 6000 King George V volunteer Brian Dodd rubs down a frame stretcher cover.
Bron notices the way a friend rubs a thumb in the hollow of his wrist and Kelly sees initials carved on a pencil case.
The medicine is so simple in application and so easily available that it is served out almost automatically and indifferently, to every law-breaker; the pickpocket and the burglar are locked up next door to the clergyman at variance with his bishop; the weak-kneed and self-indulgent drunkard rubs shoulders with the political zealot who has endangered the peace of nations.