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`` Gracias.

Adios '', I said, exhausting my Spanish vocabulary on my host and exchanging one of a scarcely-tapped store of smiles with my host's daughters.

I waved with discretion and moderation to the vague golden faces fading through rising dust and the distortions of the back window glass.

Then I saw the father's head slightly turn ; ;

gauche rainbow shapes replaced the poignant ovals of gold.