Not Everyone Sees It

We'll return via Anaga Rural Park, says the Rector. Kong will enjoy it. The steep terraced slopes will remind him of China

Kong sits in the front beside the Rector, looking forward to being reminded.

Gaius sits in the back with Terence and Daniel O'Connell.

How is it? asks Daniel O'Connell, twisting sideways.

Bad, says Terence. There's a red blob of Dragon's Blood stuck to your bottom.

 It's not my bottom, says Daniel O'Connell.

So whose is it? asks Terence.

It's his abdomen, says Gaius. Would you like a lesson in spider parts?

No, says Terence.

Cephalothorax, abdomen, spinnerets, says Gaius, pointing.

 I'd like a lesson in blob removal, says Daniel O'Connell.

Patience, says Gaius. I'm sure the Rector will find you a solvent.

He leans forward, but the Rector is speaking:

...a natural and cultural treasure, a landscape of great harmony and beauty.

Kong replies: That does sound like China.

The Rector: In the early history of the conquest, they ran an export economy.

Kong: Exporting what exactly?

The Rector: Sugar cane and wine, back to Spain....

Kong: Then what happened? Demand dropped off?

Rector: Yes. Later the lands of Anaga were devoted to subsistence, and the supply of local products. This area is now recognised as a Biosphere Reserve by UNESCO. Only 22,000 people live here, and 2000 species of reptiles, fish, birds and insects. The people rear goats, and farm the land on a small scale....

Everything has its beauty, but not everyone sees it, says Kong.

A wise saying, observes the Rector.

Gaius taps Kong on the shoulder.

Plan, says Gaius. First, find some solvent. No doubt the Rector will help us.

Certainly, says the Rector. Diego will have some. I'll drop you at the University before returning the car.

Thank you, says Gaius, Second, begin the search for Daniel's relatives.

Finally! says Daniel O'Connell.

If you're lucky, says Terence.

Will he be lucky?

Let's say, he does have a chance.

Because under a tree in the grounds of the University de La Laguna, White Slits is waiting to meet him.

Him? Not him exactly.

She has in mind a good dancer, and friend of James Joyce.