Then I saw that the older woman and the young man were both shining.

The man in the blue suit produced a small flashlight and shone it into Cat's eyes, one at a time.

It would seem to be an inexorable law of Nature that no man shall shine at both ends.

The man swung the flashlight toward Tyson and shined it in his eyes.

The man shone a brilliant light into Everett's eyes and reached toward him with a knife.

The men shone it at the back of the cupboard, and gave an exclamation.

"The men have shined flashlights around in every one of these places," he told me.

The one-eyed man brought a flashlight and shone its beam on the work.

But at that moment a man looked through the hole, and shone a torch right on to them.

A man picked it up and shined it in his face.