I made a grab for the hand under my pillow, seized a wrist, held it for an instant in a grip which must have hurt, then had the shame and disappointment of feeling it slip out of my grasp, like a greased snake.
— from It Happened in Egypt by A. M. (Alice Muriel) Williamson
The king, having requested all [Pg 57] holy persons to pray that his undertaking might prove successful, came back to Paris, and heard mass at the great church of Notre Dame, and then went out of the city he was not to behold again for so long, followed by the clergy, the nobles, and multitudes of the common people.
— from The Boy's Book of Heroes by Helena Peake
He who throws himself upon my protection shall be safe.
— from The Little Clay Cart Mrcchakatika by Sudraka
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