Alternative history with falling in the late 19th century... The sixth book of the cycle.... Our Paris voyage began on a somewhat adventurous note, and I felt acutely like a minor hero of a low-grade detective, watching the consul throw. The most venerable Klaus Holst, having received appropriate instructions from his superiors, with extraordinary zeal undertook to accompany me, pretty bored with his Marseille seat. With boyish absolutely passion, the respected Bauer got us tickets through third parties, changed wigs in moving around the city and made plans, having fun in every possible way. Frankly, I looked at his chaotic actions not without skepticism, not knowing only how to approach with explanations. Semi-educated, like all almost Boers, he does his job well, but sometimes he is very sensitive to any criticism. Fortunately, I found out this not from my own experience, because enmity with this worthy, but pretty vindictive person is not included in my plans.