He came out again with a piece of polished glass.

The little pond was a polished glass reflecting all that passed above.

The table was a rectangle of polished glass on a chrome frame.

Smooth as polished glass was his deep voice, but Kevla tensed.

He set to work increasing the gleam of an already polished glass.

A company of polished glasses stood ready to be filled.

It was but a flash, an instant, a breath upon a polished glass, and he was gone.

The polished glass of the windshield hid her face.

It was, after all, a mere lump of polished glass.

The light of the chandeliers reflected against the polished glass mirrors.