There is detritus enough in Glen Spean, but not where it is wanted.
By some unknown convulsion, this detritus had been heaped up.
Death is only real for all the detritus of the world, for all the sorrow, for all the injustice, for all the grief.
The mouth of the Dranse, hard by, is a dreary collection of detritus.
The road was bad, for the whole country was full of detritus.