"Laszio, also in an apron, was at the big range stirring and peering into a pan, with a shine at each elbow waiting for commands."
"You can get as accurate a reflection in the sea of bobbing bald pates and wispy combovers that shine at every concert down at the Rialto."
"It does not indeed necessarily follow from his facility and plenipotence of wit in writing, that he could shine at those extempore “flashes of merriment that were wont to set the table on a roar.”"