Mma Ramotswe smiled to herself, and thought, Here I am at last, with a good man, who is prepared to work in the garden and grow beans for me. It was a comforting thought, ant it made her feel warm with pleasure as she watched his retreating form disappear behind the clump of acacias that masked the rear portion of the yard.
McCall Smith, Alexander (2002). The Kalahari Typing School for Men. Abacus: London.p38
From the The No.1 Ladies’ Detective Agency series 
