eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
4490 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
2490 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
4290 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
9995 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
5999 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
2350 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
eredeti ár:
A termék ára Líra Könyv Zrt.-nél, ami nem tartalmaz online kedvezményt.
6990 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, akkor az adott boltban lévő ár az irányadó.
ár a könyvön:
Az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár), a kiadó által ajánlott fogyasztói ár, amely megegyezik a bolti árral (bolti akció esetét kivéve).
7990 Ft
online ár:
Webáruházunkban a termékek mellett feltüntetett fekete színű online ár csak internetes megrendelés esetén érvényes. Amennyiben a Líra bolthálózatunk valamelyikében kívánja megvásárolni a terméket, abban az esetben az eredeti ár (könyvre nyomtatott ár) az érvényes, kivétel ez alól a boltban akciós könyvek.
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DAY TWENTY-NINE. 9.15 a.m.'Television presenter, television presenter, television presenter, television presenter, train driver.'Sergeant Hooper looked up. 'Train driver?''I'm sorry, my mistake. Television presenter.'Chief Inspector Coleridge dumped the thick file of suspect profiles onto his desk...
Prologue
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The rain had stopped, and the heavy night air hung
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THE START
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AUTHOR'S NOTE
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Chapter One
Jenny was very tall. She had always been tall, right from the very beginning, and now that she was ten she was almost as tall as most grown-ups, and a good deal tallér than some. This was often very useful. She always came first at high jump, and in libraries she was able to reach...
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Introduction
One of the most frequent questions I get asked when doing readings and talks is: why is there such a love-hate relationship between the French and the Brits?
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OneArmidale Court stands back from Demansara Road in Kuala Lumpur, a glass-and-concrete palace rearing its twelve glittering storeys against the deep blue sky of Malaya. A row of nipah palms protects it from the road, and the stink of exhaust fumes and burning clutches is held at bay by the sharp...
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Part I
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Prologue
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