About the book: 2002 / "... From time to time they notify us of disasters in mines from firedamp explosions, and I involuntarily remember Theodor Grothus. During the summer seasons, Riga's commuter trains are crowded with visitors eager for healing at the balneological resorts, and I think about Grotthus again. I follow the falling star - Grothus appears again. Finally, on the streets I see repainted blondes who wished to become fiery brunettes, and, damn it, the mysterious Baron Theodor Grothus is again reborn in my memory... What do we know, reader, about this Mephistopheles?…»