(Chesterton The secret of father Brown ) Jameson followed him into that apartment and found him staring down atthe floor, which was covered with a litter of coloured glass like thecurved bits of a broken rainbow.
The same strange trick of lightning bywhich it seems to record millions of minute things in an instant oftime, picked out everything, from the elegant litter of the picnicspread under the spreading tree to the pale lengths of winding road, atthe end of which a white car was waiting.