FIRE MOUNTAIN IS "A THRILLING SEA STORY BY "NORMAN SPRINGER", AUTHOR OF "THE BLOOD SHIP" Years. Bright, aslant eyes, and a suave and ever-ready smile that broke immediately Martin met his gaze. "You will be so good as to inform the honorable that Dr. Ichi is here?" he asked in precise and stilted voice. Ever the same—the noiseless entry, the quietly spoken request for the lawyer. Martin repressed a flash of irritation; the little Japanese, with his uncanny soft-footedness and stereotyped address, got upon his nerves. However, his orders were explicit; Mr. Smatt would see Dr. Ichi without delay or preliminary, whenever Dr. Ichi favored the office with a visit. It was already the third visit that day, but orders were orders. So, Martin inclined his head toward the door of Smatt's private office. The Japanese crossed the room. He bowed to Martin, as stately a bow as if Martin were also an "honorable," instead of a poor devil of a law clerk; then, noiselessly as he had entered the outer office, Dr. Ichi disappeared within Smatt's sanctum. Martin turned to his window again. But his bright day dream was fled, and he could not conjure it back again. The view was without charm. His thoughts, despite himself, persisted in centering upon the dapper little figure now closeted with his employer. The dandified Jap aroused Martin's interest. What manner of client was this Dr. Ichi? Martin had not seen a single scrap of paper, nor had Smatt dropped a single hint, concerning the case. It was mysterious! Martin was not an overly curious chap, but he was human. It was another of Smatt's secret cases, thought Martin. Another token of those hidden activities of the old vulture, which he sensed, but did not know about. For, though Martin attended to the routine work, though his duties were responsible—Smatt specialized and was prominent in maritime law—still Martin knew he did not enjoy his employer's complete confidence. Much of Smatt's time was taken up with cases Martin knew nothing about, with clients who appeared to shun the daylight of the courts. The Nippon Trading Company, for instance! Martin knew Smatt was interested in a company of that name—a strange company, that apparently conducted business without using the mails. And there was business between Ichi and Smatt—money, or Smatt would have nothing to do with it. The mystery aroused Martin's dormant curiosity. But all his speculation was pointless. Martin bethought himself of the marine affidavit lying uncompleted upon his desk. He turned from the window with the intention of applying himself to that task—and he discovered the office to have a second visitor. Another unusual figure who possessed the penchant for surreptitious entry. He observed the fellow in the very act of closing the office door.

– Itt Zachary Horner beszél! Miben segíthetek? – Jó estét kívánunk Zachary James Horner! A Brit Szerencsejáték Sz?vetség ?r?mmel értesíti ?nt, hogy megnyerte a British Bonus f?nyereményét, azaz nyolcvan?tmillió fontot. – A rohadt élet! – d?bbent meg a fiatalember a hír hallatán, majd felülve az ágyán, nagy ?r?mmel folytatta – Ez most azt jelenti, hogy eltalálták mind a négy számot, amit megjátszottam? – Igen, tisztelt uram! Ez a legmagasabb ?sszeg, amit ember eddig valaha nyert. Nyereményét bármikor átveheti a londoni k?zpontunkban is személyesen, de akár bankszámlára is elutalhatjuk ?nnek.

Doktor Proktor, a kétbalkezes professzor maga sem sejti, milyen kalandokba keveredik majd, amikor véletlenül feltalálja a f?ldkerekség legnagyobb erej? pukiporát, ami bárkit képes az ?rbe r?píteni. ?m amíg két kisiskolás segít?je azon dolgozik, hogy a találmány híressé és gazdaggá tegye ?ket, a csodaszer híre illetéktelenek fülébe is eljut. A doktor hamarosan egy sz?késbiztos cellában találja magát, a gonosz ikerpár ellopja a találmányt, és egy folyton éhes anakonda is beszabadul Oslo szennyvízcsatornáiba. K?zben pedig feltartóztathatatlanul k?zeleg a nemzeti ünnepre gyakorló iskolai katonazenekar... A világhír? skandináv krimiíró Doktor Proktor-sorozatát már t?bb mint 20 nyelvre fordították le. A f?szerepl?k fergeteges kalandjait elképeszt? fordulatok, abszurd humor és a Nesb?-féle kül?nleges atmoszféra teszi feledhetetlenné.

нод дитяч мр збуваються. Дан Таарт керу найбльшою в кран залзницею. Генк Рарден запроваджу революцйну технологю в металург. Еллс Ваятт перетворю Богом забуту землю на промисловий рай. У хнх руках — наймогутнш корпорац, що вд них залежить доля крани. Вони — сучасн атланти. хня релгя — економка, хня вдповдальнсть — тягар усього свту. Колись вони мряли змнити життя суспльства, а тепер м доводиться чути, що вся хня праця лише помножу несправедливсть. Що всм людям потрбн однаков права можливост. Спершу атланти лише знизували плечима. Але настане той день, коли м остаточно набридне тримати цей свт на свох плечах. вони пдуть.

rk élet! Az emberiség si vágya. Mely megvalósíthatatlan - vagy mégsem Nathaniel Delinger, a látnok zseni a csillagok kztt találja meg ennek lehetségét. A neve: Endümión. Mert ugyan sokaknak vágya az rk élet - de van, aki nem akarja, hogy bárki rkké éljen. s ezért akár az rklétet is képes elpusztítani. Owen, a fiatal nyomozó, egy gyilkossági ügy kapcsán 8 feladvánnyal szembesül, mely egyre kzelebb visz Endümión titkához - és kzelebb egy hazugság leleplezdéséhez. Az elkvetk célja, hogy elutazhassanak Endümiónra, ahol az rk élet várja ket, hogy megszabaduljanak a Fld haláltól terhes világától. Vajon Endümión tényleg az az eszményi hely s mi az a szilánk, és hogyan kerül a Fldre GARZ LSZL fantáziájának sem a tér, sem az id nem szabhat határokat. A szerz fordulatokban gazdag kalandos sci-fi trténete új izgalmas világokba repíti az olvasót.

Lauren Hope a fiatal, gyönyör?, és céltudatos n? minden kétséget kizáróan hisz benne. Két nagy álma van: sikeres író szeretne lenni, és meg akarja ismerni az igaz szerelmet, melyr?l a nagy könyvekben írnak. Egy nap messzire utazik abban a reményben, hogy fájdalmait maga mögött hagyhatja. Akkor még nem is sejti, hogy ez az utazás alapjaiban változtatja meg az életét. Távol otthonától a véletlennek köszönhet?en megismerkedik egy titokzatos, jókép? zenésszel. Dylan Duprés, a biztonságot sugárzó férfi, Lauren álmainak lehetséges megvalósítója, egyben minden probléma forrása. Vajon milyen hatással lesz Lauren életére ennek a rejtélyes férfinek a felbukkanása? Elképzelhet?, hogy mindkét álma valóra válik? És ha választania kell? Zsarnai Beáta - a N?k Lapjához tartozó Cafeblog kiemelt bloggerének - els? regénye a sors hatalmáról.

Он обошел на яхте ?Спрей? вокруг земного шара, оставаясь один на один с морской стихией. On oboshel na jahte ?Sprej? vokrug zemnogo shara, ostavajas' odin na odin s morskoj stihiej.

Шанувальниця врятувала письменника в?д смерт?. Але ?? захоплення перетворю?ться на?одержим?сть... Shanuval'nicja vrjatuvala pis'mennika v?d smert?. Ale ?? zahoplennja peretvorju?t'sja na?oderzhim?st'...

Володар Пул?тцер?всько? прем??! З дитинства натренований бачити в темряв? тунел?в, Чон До — син начальника табору для сир?т, здатен ? в житт?, що його оточу?, роздивитися б?льше за ?нших. Темрява для нього — це несвобода, це кра?на, де голод ма? смак кв?т?в, де швидка смерть ста? проявом найб?льшо? любов? до р?дних — заради порятунку ?х в?д жаху табор?в, — де держава зам?сть прав для вс?х дару? певн? прив?ле? обраним, називаючи себе найпрогресивн?шою демократ??ю у св?т?. Але й у суц?льному мороц? ? м?сце коханню ? самопожертв?, дружб? ? чест?. Темн?ше за все — перед св?танком... Volodar Pul?tcer?vs'ko? prem??! Z ditinstva natrenovanij bachiti v temrjav? tunel?v, Chon Do — sin nachal'nika taboru dlja sir?t, zdaten ? v zhitt?, shho jogo otochu?, rozdivitisja b?l'she za ?nshih. Temrjava dlja n'ogo — ce nesvoboda, ce kra?na, de golod ma? smak kv?t?v, de shvidka smert' sta? projavom najb?l'sho? ljubov? do r?dnih — zaradi porjatunku ?h v?d zhahu tabor?v, — de derzhava zam?st' prav dlja vs?h daru? pevn? priv?le? obranim, nazivajuchi sebe najprogresivn?shoju demokrat??ju u sv?t?. Ale j u suc?l'nomu moroc? ? m?sce kohannju ? samopozhertv?, druzhb? ? chest?. Temn?she za vse — pered sv?tankom...

Die Hirtin und der Schornsteinfeger Die Helden des M?rchens sind Porzellanfiguren: eine Hirtin, ein Schornsteinfeger und ein alter? Chinese, der will, dass die hübsche Hirtin einen geschnitzten Feldwebel heiratet. Das M?dchen ist damit nicht einverstanden, weil sein kleines Herz schon lange für den?? Schornsteinfeger schl?gt. Was passiert weiter?? Das k?nnt ihr hier erfahren. Die Erz?hlung ist sch?n und farbig illustriert.

The Wizard was written in the year 1896 by Henry Rider Haggard. This book is one of the most popular novels of Henry Rider Haggard, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

Tickets, Please!' was written in the year 1919 by David Herbert Lawrence. This book is one of the most popular novels of David Herbert Lawrence, and has been translated into several other languages around the world.This book is published by Booklassic which brings young readers closer to classic literature globally.

Un incredibile tornado si abbatte sul Kansas travolgendo la fattoria della piccola Dorothy e trasportandola, insieme con il suo cagnolino Toto, in un paese lontano e sconosciuto. Qui, dopo aver schiacciato la malvagia Strega dell'est, la bambina è accolta come un'eroina dal popolo che la megera teneva in ostaggio. Ma per tornare a casa Dorothy dovrà affrontare mille avventure accompagnata da uno Spaventapasseri, un Taglialegna di Latta e un Leone Vigliacco. Insieme sperano di incontrare il potente Mago di Oz nella splendida città di Smeraldo, l'unico che si dice sarà in grado di aiutarli.

Жан Одинак – власник книжково? барж? ?Л?тературна аптека? – точно зна?, як вил?кувати почуття, що не вважаються захворюваннями й не д?агностуються л?карями. Адже в?н – читач душ, тож кожному покупцев? добира? книги, як? якнайкраще впораються ?з завданням вил?кувати людський смуток, тугу чи знев?ру. ?диний, кого Жан не може зц?лити, ? це в?н сам. Душевн? терзання в?д спогад?в про Манон, котра покинула месь? Одинака двадцять один р?к тому, розбили йому серце ? дос? тривожать душевн? рани. Усе, що вона залишила, ? лист, який Жан н?як не наважу?ться прочитати. Усе зм?ню?ться одного л?тнього дня п?сля зустр?ч? з Катр?н, глибоку печаль яко? месь? Одинак спод?ва?ться вил?кувати. Саме цей момент став переломним у житт? Жана. В?н вируша? в подорож до м?сця найболюч?ших спогад?в – серця Провансу, аби пережити час страждань ? в?днайти себе.

An afternoon of a cold winter’s day, when the sun shone forth with chilly brightness, after a long storm, two children asked leave of their mother to run out and play in the new-fallen snow. The elder child was a little girl, whom, because she was of a tender and modest disposition, and was thought to be very beautiful, her parents, and other people who were familiar with her, used to call Violet. But her brother was known by the style and title of Peony, on account of the ruddiness of his broad and round little phiz, which made everybody think of sunshine and great scarlet flowers. The father of these two children, a certain Mr. Lindsey, it is important to say, was an excellent, but exceedingly matter-of-fact sort of man, a dealer in hardware, and was sturdily accustomed to take what is called the common-sense view of all matters that came under his consideration. With a heart about as tender as other people’s, he had a head as hard and impenetrable, and therefore, perhaps, as empty, as one of the iron pots which it was a part of his business to sell. The mother’s character, on the other hand, had a strain of poetry in it, a trait of unworldly beauty—a delicate and dewy flower, as it were, that had survived out of her imaginative youth, and still kept itself alive amid the dusty realities of matrimony and motherhood. So, Violet and Peony, as I began with saying, besought their mother to let them run out and play in the new snow; for, though it had looked so dreary and dismal, drifting downward out of the gray sky, it had a very cheerful aspect, now that the sun was shining on it. The children dwelt in a city, and had no wider play-place than a little garden before the house, divided by a white fence from the street, and with a pear-tree and two or three plum-trees overshadowing it, and some rose-bushes just in front of the parlor windows. The trees and shrubs, however, were now leafless, and their twigs were enveloped in the light snow, which thus made a kind of wintry foliage, with here and there a pendent icicle for the fruit. “Yes, Violet,—yes, my little Peony,” said their kind mother; “you may go out and play in the new snow.”

Holmes decodes a warning from Porlock, an informant against arch-criminal Moriarty, for "Douglas" resident five years at "Birlstone". Scotland Yard's MacDonald asks them to investigate a corpse with the same look and circle-in-triangle brand on the forearm as Birlstone owner Douglas. The head was blown off by an American-style sawed-off shotgun. Apparently, an intruder dropped a card with VV341, and left across a shallow moat. Watson observes the bereaved English wife and best male friend in unusually good spirits. When Holmes pretends the moat will be drained, the conspirators retrieve a missing dumb-bell weighting down the visitor's clothes beneath the water. Douglas comes from hiding, to explain he killed the assassin Baldwin in self-defence; the plan was to save him from more attacks by criminal survivors of Vermissa Valley. He hands Dr. Watson the following account. Young McMurdo gains reputation as tough counterfeiter, Freemen Lodge member fleeing murder charges in Chicago. In the Vermissa coal mine area, McGinty rules Scowrers branded by a circle in square, the local Lodge 341 who extort, murder, and exchange vicious deeds with nearby Lodges. Pretty Ettie prefers McMurdo to nasty Baldwin, and wants to flee, but will wait some months. When word comes that Pinkerton sent Edwards, McMurdo gathers ringleaders in one room, and springs his trap on them, surrounded by the law. Although the worst were hanged, after ten years, villains were freed, and chased McMurdo-Edwards-Douglas, despite changes of name, location, and wife. He married Ettie, then she died in California, where he made a fortune. The Valley of Fear, notable for Professor Moriarty's involvement, is set before "The Final Problem", the short story in which Moriarty was introduced. This introduces a logical difficulty, as in "The Final Problem" Dr. Watson has never heard of Moriarty, whereas by the end of The Valley Of Fear he is, or should be, familiar with his name and character. The "Moriarty" element in the story is tied into the fate of the informer in the story. It ties the Molly Maguire background to another event of that period: the murder of James Carey, an informer who was shot on board a ship off the coast of Natal, South Africa in 1883 by Patrick O'Donnell, an Irish republican who had relatives in the Mollies and briefly visited the Pennsylvania coal mining district, supposedly looking for the suspected informer among them.

The Mole had been working very hard all the morning, spring-cleaning his little home. First with brooms, then with dusters; then on ladders and steps and chairs, with a brush and a pail of whitewash; till he had dust in his throat and eyes, and splashes of whitewash all over his black fur, and an aching back and weary arms. Spring was moving in the air above and in the earth below and around him, penetrating even his dark and lowly little house with its spirit of divine discontent and longing. It was small wonder, then, that he suddenly flung down his brush on the floor, said 'Bother!' and 'O blow!' and also 'Hang spring-cleaning!' and bolted out of the house without even waiting to put on his coat. Something up above was calling him imperiously, and he made for the steep little tunnel which answered in his case to the gavelled carriage-drive owned by animals whose residences are nearer to the sun and air. So he scraped and scratched and scrabbled and scrooged and then he scrooged again and scrabbled and scratched and scraped, working busily with his little paws and muttering to himself, 'Up we go! Up we go!' till at last, pop! his snout came out into the sunlight, and he found himself rolling in the warm grass of a great meadow. 'This is fine!' he said to himself. 'This is better than whitewashing!' The sunshine struck hot on his fur, soft breezes caressed his heated brow, and after the seclusion of the cellarage he had lived in so long the carol of happy birds fell on his dulled hearing almost like a shout. Jumping off all his four legs at once, in the joy of living and the delight of spring without its cleaning, he pursued his way across the meadow till he reached the hedge on the further side. 'Hold up!' said an elderly rabbit at the gap. 'Sixpence for the privilege of passing by the private road!' He was bowled over in an instant by the impatient and contemptuous Mole, who trotted along the side of the hedge chaffing the other rabbits as they peeped hurriedly from their holes to see what the row was about. 'Onion-sauce! Onion-sauce!' he remarked jeeringly, and was gone before they could think of a thoroughly satisfactory reply. Then they all started grumbling at each other. 'How STUPID you are! Why didn't you tell him——' 'Well, why didn't YOU say——' 'You might have reminded him——' and so on, in the usual way; but, of course, it was then much too late, as is always the case. It all seemed too good to be true. Hither and thither through the meadows he rambled busily, along the hedgerows, across the copses, finding everywhere birds building, flowers budding, leaves thrusting—everything happy, and progressive, and occupied. And instead of having an uneasy conscience pricking him and whispering 'whitewash!' he somehow could only feel how jolly it was to be the only idle dog among all these busy citizens. After all, the best part of a holiday is perhaps not so much to be resting yourself, as to see all the other fellows busy working.

Strumming a harp while floating on a white cloud might be Paradise for some people, but it would bore others stiff. Given an unlimited chance to choose your ideal world, what would you specify—palaces or log cabins? I'll take beer, son, and thanks again for the offer. As you can see, I'm kinda down on my luck. I know what you're thinking, but I'm not really on the bum. I usually make out all right—nothing fancy, mind you, but it's a living. Odd jobs in the winter and spring, follow the harvests in the summer and fall. Things are slack right now.You? Electronics, huh? Used to know a fellow in electronics.... His name was Joe Shannon, used to work for Stellar Electric up in Fremont. Young fellow, not more'n twenty-five or so. Rail thin, wispy hair, serious look—you know, the one suit, absent-minded type. Joe was a brain. A triple-A, gold-plated, genuine genius. Had a wife named Marge. Not beautiful but pretty and a nice figure and a cook you never saw the likes of. Like I say, she was married to Joe but Joe was married to his work and after you'd been around a while, you could tell there was friction. But that ain't the beginning.

Treasure Island is an adventure novel by Scottish author Robert Louis Stevenson, narrating a tale of "buccaneers and buried gold". First published as a book on 23 May 1883, it was originally serialized in the children's magazine Young Folks between 1881 and 1882 under the title Treasure Island or, the mutiny of the Hispaniola with Stevenson adopting the pseudonym Captain George North. Traditionally considered a coming-of-age story, Treasure Island is a tale known for its atmosphere, characters and action, and also as a wry commentary on the ambiguity of morality — as seen in Long John Silver — unusual for children's literature now and then. It is one of the most frequently dramatized of all novels. The influence of Treasure Island on popular perceptions of pirates is enormous, including treasure maps marked with an "X", schooners, the Black Spot, tropical islands, and one-legged seamen carrying parrots on their shoulders. Short Summary of the Book:The novel is divided into six parts and 34 chapters: The novel opens in the seaside village of Black Hill Cove in south-west England (to Stevenson, in his letters and in the related fictional play Admiral Guinea, near Barnstaple, Devon) in the mid-18th century. The narrator, James "Jim" Hawkins, is the young son of the owners of the Admiral Benbow Inn. An old drunken seaman named Billy Bones becomes a long-term lodger at the inn, only paying for about the first week of his stay. Jim quickly realizes that Bones is in hiding, and that he particularly dreads meeting an unidentified seafaring man with one leg. Some months later, Bones is visited by a mysterious sailor named Black Dog. Their meeting turns violent, Black Dog flees and Bones suffers a stroke. While Jim cares for him, Bones confesses that he was once the mate of a notorious late pirate, Captain Flint, and that his old crewmates want Bones' sea chest. Some time later, another of Bones' crew mates, a blind man named Pew, appears at the inn and forces Jim to lead him to Bones. Pew gives Bones a paper. After Pew leaves, Bones opens the paper to discover it is marked with the Black Spot, a pirate summons, with the warning that he has until ten o'clock to meet their demands. Bones drops dead of apoplexy (in this context, a stroke) on the spot. Jim and his mother open Bones' sea chest to collect the amount due to them for Bones' room and board, but before they can count out the money that they are owed, they hear pirates approaching the inn and are forced to flee and hide, Jim taking with him a mysterious oilskin packet from the chest. The pirates, led by Pew, find the sea chest and the money, but are frustrated that there is no sign of "Flint's fist". Customs men approach and the pirates escape to their vessel (all except for Pew, who is accidentally run down and killed by the agents' horses).

Neked talán sikerül, mert fiatal vagy, én nem fogok visszatérni.” Marceline Loridan-Ivens édesapjának szavai ezek, amelyeket 1944 tavaszán a franciaországi Drancyban mondott az akkor 16 éves lányának, mieltt az auschwitzi, illetve a birkenaui haláltáborba deportálták volna ket. A férfinak igaza lett, lányát pedig azóta is kísértik ezek a szavak. Soha nem tudta feldolgozni, ami trtént, így most megírta, egyszeren, szikár stílusban annak az embernek, akit a világon a legjobban szeretett: haláltáborban meggyilkolt édesapjának. Loridan-Ivens gynyr vallomása az elmúlt évek egyik legnagyobb irodalmi sikere volt. Loridan-Ivens az apa-lánya kapcsolat legmélyére hatol. Precíz, visszafogott mesterm…” - Financial Times Mély, megragadó, és mégis knnyed. Mintha minden egyes mondat az emberi szenvedés és túlélés gondolatát sugározná.” - Sunday Times Hátborzongató és gynyr knyv.” - Independent Az egyik legremekebb, legknyrtelenebb knyv, amit valaha írtak.” - Guardian

Egy nem mindennapi gyerekkori barátság lélegzetelállító t?rténete, amely kiállja az id? próbáját. Gustav Perle egy svájci kisvárosban n? fel, ahol a II. világháború sz?rny?ségeib?l csak halk visszhang jut el. Egyedüli gyerekként nevelkedik imádott édesanyjával, Emilie-vel, aki meglehet?en mogorván bánik vele. ?sszebarátkozik egy vele egykorú tehetséges és jó esz? zsidó fiúval Anton Zweibellel, az ígéretes zongoristapalántával.A regény Gustav családjának t?rténetét k?veti nyomon, feltárja az anya antiszemitizmusának gy?kereit, amelynek kihatása lesz fia és legkedvesebb barátjának életére is. Visszatekintés a háborús évekre és egy lelkiismereti ügy kellemetlen k?vetkezményeire, és el?re nézés két életútra, két karrierre; egy szállodatulajdonoséra és egy zongoram?vészére.A Gustav-szonáta a barátságról szól: a szenvedélyes szeretetr?l, az eltávolodásról és a küzdelemr?l. Er?teljes és mélyen megindító m? az egyik legnagyobb kortárs regényíró tollából.?A szeretet és irigység mesteri elbeszélése.” – The Guardian“Egy t?kéletes regény az élet t?kéletlenségér?l” – The Observer“Tremain egy géniusz.” – The Times"Végletes és fájdalmas szépség. Briliáns regény; Tremain a legnagyobb brit írók egyike.” -Salman RushdieRose Tremain 1943-ban született Londonban. Regényei és novellái világszerte 27 országban jelentek meg, számtalan díjat nyertek, beleértve a Sunday Express ?v K?nyve Díját a Restoration-nel (a regényt Booker-díjra is jel?lték). A Sacred Country-val Franciaországban elnyerte a ?Prix Femina Etranger”-díjat, a Music and Silence-szel a Whitbread ?v K?nyve díjat, és a Road Home-mal 2008-ban a regényeknek járó Orange-díjat. 1995-ben a Restoration-b?l Változások kora címmel filmet forgattak, és 2009-ben színpadra is vitték. Legújabb regénye a sokat dicsért Gustav-szonáta, amiben Rose ?páratlan tehetsége csúcsára érkezett” (Observer).Rose Tremain korábbi regénye Színarany címmel jelent meg magyarul a Park Kiadó gondozásában.