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The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency: A No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency Novel (1)

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CHAPTER ONE

The Daddy

Mma Ramotswe had a detective agency in Africa, at the foot of Kgale Hill. These were its assets: a tiny white van, two desks, two chairs, a telephone, and an old typewriter. Then there was a teapot, in which Mma Ramotswe--the only lady private detective in Botswana--brewed redbush tea. And three mugs--one for herself, one for her secretary, and one for the client. What else does a detective agency really need? Detective agencies rely on human intuition and intelligence, both of which Mma Ramotswe had in abundance. No inventory would ever include those, of course.

But there was also the view, which again could appear on no inventory. How could any such list describe what one saw when one looked out from Mma Ramotswe's door? To the front, an acacia tree, the thorn tree which dots the wide edges of the Kalahari; the great white thorns, a warning; the olive-grey leaves, by contrast, so delicate. In its branches, in the late afternoon, or in the cool of the early morning, one might see a Go-Away Bird, or hear it, rather. And beyond the acacia, over the dusty road, the roofs of the town under a cover of trees and scrub bush; on the horizon, in a blue shimmer of heat, the hills, like improbable, overgrown termite mounds.

Everybody called her Mma Ramotswe, although if people had wanted to be formal, they would have addressed her as Mme Mma Ramotswe. This is the right thing for a person of stature, but which she had never used of herself. So it was always Mma Ramotswe, rather than Precious Ramotswe, a name which very few people employed.

She was a good detective, and a good woman. A good woman in a good country, one might say. She loved her country, Botswana, which is a place of peace, and she loved Africa, for all its trials. I am not ashamed to be called an African patriot, said Mma Ramotswe. I love all the people whom God made, but I especially know how to love the people who live in this place. They are my people, my brothers and sisters. It is my duty to help them to solve the mysteries in their lives. That is what I am called to do.

In idle moments, when there were no pressing matters to be dealt with, and when everybody seemed to be sleepy from the heat, she would sit under her acacia tree. It was a dusty place to sit, and the chickens would occasionally come and peck about her feet, but it was a place which seemed to encourage thought. It was here that Mma Ramotswe would contemplate some of the issues which, in everyday life, may so easily be pushed to one side.

Everything, thought Mma Ramotswe, has been something before. Here I am, the only lady private detective in the whole of Botswana, sitting in front of my detective agency. But only a few years ago there was no detective agency, and before that, before there were even any buildings here, there were just the acacia trees, and the riverbed in the distance, and the Kalahari over there, so close.

In those days there was no Botswana even, just the Bechuanaland Protectorate, and before that again there was Khama's Country, and lions with the dry wind in their manes. But look at it now: a detective agency, right here in Gaborone, with me, the fat lady detective, sitting outside and thinking these thoughts about how what is one thing today becomes quite another thing tomorrow.

Mma Ramotswe set up the No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency with the proceeds of the sale of her father's cattle. He had

Review:

"One of the best, most charming, honest, hilarious and life-affirming books to appear in years." The Plain Dealer

Review:

"In the course of her work, Mma Ramotswe offers ample evidence of her country's complexities and contradictions....Practical yet softhearted, inventive yet steeped in convention, Mma Ramotswe is an appealing personality..." Alida Becker, The New York Times Book Review

Review:

"The most entertaining read of the year." The Guardian (London)

Synopsis:

"Ramotswe has opened Botswana's first and only detective agency staffed by women. Smith traverses this landscape with an air of simplicity, euphony, and harmony, never patronizing Precious and never boring the reader. I loved every word."--Barbara Peters, The Poisoned Pen, Scottsdale, Arizona. An International Book of the Year for 1998.

Synopsis:

Working in Gaborone, Botswana, Precious Ramotswe investigates several local mysteries, including a search for a missing boy and the case of the clinic doctor with different personalities for different days of the week.

About the Author

Alexander McCall Smith is the author of the huge international phenomenon, The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency, and The Sunday Philosophy Club series. He was born in what is now known as Zimbabwe and he was a law professor at the University of Botswana and at Edinburgh University. He lives in Scotland, where in his spare time he is a bassoonist in the RTO (Really Terrible Orchestra).

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Product Details

ISBN:
9781400077656
Publisher:
Anchor Books
Subject:
Mystery & Detective - General
Author:
Smith, Alexander McCall
Author:
McCall Smith, R. A.
Author:
McCall Smith, Alexander
Author:
Alexander McCall Smith
Subject:
Mystery & Detective - Women Sleuths
Subject:
Botswana
Subject:
General
Subject:
Fiction-General
Subject:
Fiction-Mystery & Detective - General
Subject:
Fiction : General
Subject:
Fiction : Mystery & Detective - General
Subject:
General
Subject:
Mystery fiction
Subject:
Ramotswe, Precious (Fictitious character)
Subject:
Audio Books-Mystery and Horror
Subject:
Audio Books-Sale Books
Subject:
Mystery-A to Z
Subject:
Mystery-Sale Books
Subject:
Sale Books-Literature
Subject:
main_subject
Subject:
all_subjects
Publication Date:
1998
Binding:
ELECTRONIC
Language:
English
Pages:
235

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The No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency: A No. 1 Ladies' Detective Agency Novel (1)
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Product details 235 pages Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group - English 9781400077656 Reviews:
"Review" by , "One of the best, most charming, honest, hilarious and life-affirming books to appear in years."
"Review" by , "In the course of her work, Mma Ramotswe offers ample evidence of her country's complexities and contradictions....Practical yet softhearted, inventive yet steeped in convention, Mma Ramotswe is an appealing personality..."
"Review" by , "The most entertaining read of the year."
"Synopsis" by , "Ramotswe has opened Botswana's first and only detective agency staffed by women. Smith traverses this landscape with an air of simplicity, euphony, and harmony, never patronizing Precious and never boring the reader. I loved every word."--Barbara Peters, The Poisoned Pen, Scottsdale, Arizona. An International Book of the Year for 1998.
"Synopsis" by , Working in Gaborone, Botswana, Precious Ramotswe investigates several local mysteries, including a search for a missing boy and the case of the clinic doctor with different personalities for different days of the week.
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