His knife glinted as he brought it up.

The man smiled and the knife glinted in the flickering light of the street-lamp.

Her knife glinted like blue ice in the dull smoke of the room.

Her knife and the knives of the others glinted under the swirling lights.

Furthermore, the knife would have glinted in the brilliant lights during its ten-foot flight.

Our knives glinted in the light of their sleepy torches.

The long knife in his own hand glinted dully.

And a young boy had come suddenly out of the dark; a knife had glinted in the light of a fire.

The knife glinted briefly from its sheath and was concealed again.

The knife glinted in moonlight but a handspan away.