16.02.2012
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Vražda v archivu

Čtenářům se nabízí detektivka, jež se zakládá na skutečných událostech z jednoho ruského města. Autoři doufají, že zejména ve formě detektivního vyprávění se osvojení ruského jazyka stane živým a zajímavým. Kniha tedy obsahuje ruský text a zrcadlový český překlad, komentáře vybraných gramatických jevů, cvičení. Důležitou součástí publikace je audionahrávka namluvená rodilou mluvčí.
19.01.2012
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Jo Nesbo: The Redbreast

Detective Harry Hole of the Oslo police is an alcoholic but has been pulled back together with the help of his work partner Ellen Gjelten. When a routine security assignment goes horribly wrong Harry is promoted upstairs to monitor neo-Nazi activity. When reports that an unusual sniper gun is being sought, Harry begins to take an interest, especially when shells from the gun seem to have been used at a target practice in a forest.
19.01.2012
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Stephen King: The Green Mile

V roce 1932 se Amerika zmítala v otřesech velké krize a život se zdál být trpký a obtížný jako ještě nikdy předtím. Příběh, který původně na přání autora a amerického nakladatele vyšel v šesti pokračováních, se odehrává ve věznici Cold Mountain, kam jsou transportováni odsouzenci na smrt. John Coffey je člověk, který si trest smrti zaslouží víc než kdokoliv jiný. Tento mohutný obr byl odsouzen za smrt dvou malých dívek. Řekli byste možná, že cesta k poslední odplatě bude krátká a milosrdná ale sami poznáte, jak se můžete mýlit. A nemusí při tom jít jen o těch 60 kroků po chodbě bloku E, cestě jíž se zde říkalo nikoliv "Poslední míle" jako v ostatních věznicích, ale kvůli barvě linolea "Zelená míle". Na jeho poslední cestě, cestě podobající se zlému snu, Johna Coffeye společně doprovodíme. "Každý z nás musí umřít. Výjimky nejsou žádné. Je mi to zcela jasné," říká na závěr vypravěč celého příběhu bývalý hlavní dozorce Paul, "ale někdy, ach panebože, je Zelená míle tak dlouhá."
19.01.2012
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P.G. Wodehouse: Ring for Jeeves

To William, ninth Earl of Rowcester, Rowcester Abbey was the dampest and most expensive of the stately homes of England. It was, as he glumly admitted, the prize white elephant of the herd. But to the impressionable American widow Mrs. Spottsworth, the Abbey presented itself in a very different light. To her it was a fragment of the historical past an edifice through whose corridors walked the ghosts of many centuries -the perfect setting for communicaLion wiih the spirit world. Bill believed there was a chance she might be persuaded to add it to her string of residences dotted across the face of two continents. Nevertheless, there were complications in the way of this happy conclusion. Bill's fiancee mistrusted the motives of this attractive widow, finding it hard to believe that Bill's earlier dalliance with her had been as innocent as he red-facedly protested. There was also Captain Biggar. He arrived hotfoot on the trail of a bookie and his clerk who had welshed him at Epsom and who had most mysteriously gone to ground in the Abbey. His inquiries in this connection not only threatened the negotiations of sale but even the integrity of a noble house. And finally there was the rain which at intervals dripped inexorably from the rafters to be trapped in buckets below. Neither Mrs. Spottsworth nor her fibrositis could tolerate damp in any form. In these difficult circumstances it is fortunate that Jeeves on temporary loan from Bertie Wooster- should be presiding in the Rowcester pantry. Fortunate, because wherever Jeeves' fish-nourished brain exerts its influence no problem is insoluble, no situation beyond hope. This is a new Jeeves novel in the classic Wodehouse manner.
19.01.2012
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P.G. Wodehouse: Much Obliged, Jeeves

The prospect of being linked for life to a girl who would come down to breakfast and put her hands over my eyes and say "Guess who" had given my morale a sickening wallop, reducing me to the level of one of those wee sleekit timorous cowering beasties Jeeves tells me the poet Burns used to write about. It is always my policy in times of crisis to try to look on the bright side, but I make one proviso - viz, that there has to be a bright side to look on. . . .' Thus, Bertram Wilberforce Wooster - in mournful contemplation of many-headed crisis - somewhere short of the peak of his form. And who would blame him? He has set aside a hectic schedule in the metropolis to offer his services in the political arena at Market Snodsbury. His best endeavours have gone awry, or agley, as he would put it. He is in the grip of a blackmailer; threatened, several times over for emphasis, with grievous bodily harm by the dreaded Spode; accused, with good cause, of theft; and staying with Aunt Dahlia whose house party includes two former fiancees both of whom are willing to sacrifice their present futures 'to make him happy'. It is a calamitous situation for which there could be but a single solution. Jeeves. Jeeves the Magnificent, than whose sleeve there is no sleeve so furnished with aces anywhere in. fiction, or in fact.
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