BUKU BASA POLANDIA KAKAIT KARO «GIERGOT»
Temukaké kagunané saka
giergot ing pilihan bibliografi iki. Buku kang kakait dening
giergot lan pethikan cekak kang padha kanggo nyediyakaké panggunané ing sastra Basa Polandia.
“Pretend you want to help her bring in the coffee.” De Gier got up and left the room. He found Mary peacefully engaged in the small kitchen in the back of the house. “You carry the tray,” Mary said. “Sergeant, isn't it? Should I call you sergeant?
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
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Ghalib, Gandhi and the Gita - Strona 163
Violence as Virtue Ethics Dipping into a book by Nicholas Gier got me thinking- you heard me right folks, I said thinking not drinking- has there ever been a philosopher or prophet or politician or any other sort of fuckwit whatsoever who has ...
De Gier got up and looked at them. Three had been written by highbrow writers and the other two contained reproductions of modern paintings. All five books had been borrowed from the public library. There was a bed in the boat, an army ...
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
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Just a Corpse at Twilight
De Gier got up, walked a few steps down, came up again. “Sure, she's dead. I saw her corpse.” “Now,” Grijpstra said, “I'm only trying to ascertain whether you were out of your mind and in that state murdered Lorraine. Tell me, is this whole ...
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
De Gier got off his stool and unbuttoned his jacket. The enemy turned toward its prey, but the whistling, clicking, knocking, and rapping continued. De Gier's hand reached into his inside pocket and produced a flat black leather case.
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
De Gier got off his bicycle in front of The Perfidious Parrot. The bar's logo was drawn in a few ragged Zen-like lines on the gable of a former marine warehouse. The bird, wings half-spread cockily, looked aggressive. “We like it,” the doorman ...
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
De Gier got up. “I'll come along.” “No,” the commissaris said.“Go down andeatyour cake andtry to cheerup Katrien. She has her doubtsabout whatI'm doing. Takemycar homeand report here tomorrow morning. Thanksfor your help so far.
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
And as for the contents of the baron's intestines—” De Gier got up abruptly. “Are you okay now?” Grijpstra asked, after de Gier had gotten back into the Fiat, some five miles out of Amsterdam, near a cluster of dwarf pines decorating the bank of ...
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
De Gier got out of the Deux Chevaux. The commissaris introduced the sergeant. “A coincidence?” the chief constable said. “Will you be coming with us?” “If you please,” de Gier said. “I was addressing your chief,” the chief constable said.
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
De Gier got upand openedthesliding doors leading tothebalcony. “Themoss gardens,” he said. “They are everywhere. Not in town, unfortunately; pollution will killanything in the centerof town, but here we arealong way from the city proper.
Janwillem Van De Wetering, 2003
