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"Mma Ramotswe?"

"Yes, Mma Makutsi? Would you like to boil the kettle to make some more bush tea?"

"No, Mma Ramotswe. I was going to say: there are unpleasant brown stains all over the floor, and also a smell. I wondered if you perhaps had trod in some ubuntu? The Tlokweng Road is covered in it today."

"No, Mma. I do not have any ubuntu on my shoes. I am very careful. Perhaps you have some ubuntu on your shoes."

"No, Mma Ramotswe. I do not have any ubuntu on my shoes either. It is a mystery."

"Perhaps Charlie, Mr J. L. B. Matekoni's unsatisfactory senior apprentice, brought it in on his shoes."

"Ah yes, Charlie. I am quite sure that this is the correct explanation."

Precious Ramotswe allowed her traditional build to lean back in her chair and relaxed. Later on, she would go out in her tiny white van and investigate something. Later, but not just yet. The wall lizards basked in the morning sunshine, and flies buzzed laconically around the light fitting.

"Mma Ramotswe?"

"Yes Mma Makutsi, what is it now?"

"Shall I fetch the mop?"

        -- The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency, by Alexander McCall Smith

Mon May 12 16:26:27 BST 2008