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Théâtre Bohème, 4 December 1870
Weighed down by his and Edward’s valises, Johann almost tripped over the messenger in the livery of the Marquis de Monceau, who waited for him in front of the theatre.
“The marquis said to remind you of your appointment with him at two.”
“Are you insane?” Johann asked. “There’s fighting and fear of shelling. You should be somewhere safe.”
The man bowed and handed him a message. “The marquis says he still expects you to play for him this afternoon. He has sent me to guide you.”
“Please give him my regrets, but surely he understands the situation has changed.”
“He said not to take no for an answer and that Madame has something further to tell you.”
Johann cursed under his breath. It’s not like we’re completely safe in the theatre. A well-placed mort
