Tuning in to interstellar radio waves for the first time was akin to Galileo pointing a modified spyglass at the stars centuries earlier — we could see things in the sky we’d never seen before.
After a few moments, and with Frane's aid, Russ Bunker got the wooden spyglass focused on the proper point.
Old Mrs. Bounderby h'isted the gold-mounted double spyglass she had slung round her neck and took an observation.
Fritz remained by me while I examined the object through my spyglass.
A preventive man (as the revenue officers are called), with his spyglass under his arm, passed him.
Now, though, his thoughts were taken up by the problem of getting away unobserved by the spyglass man.