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"I'll leave you to it," said Bianca. "Good evening." She headed for the stairs.

Gui bowed through gritted teeth as Bianca ascended the stairs, waiting until she was out of sight before straightening up and cursing himself for his foolishness.

He looked around. Which was closer - the rooms of Da Vinci or that of the lunatic playwright?

Since Gui had no idea where exactly the players' rooms were, he couldn't say for certain whether they were closer than Leonardo's room.

Gui looked around for a servant. Surely there must be someone around who knew how to get about this place?!

Gui found Henri directing his fellow servants in clearing away the banquet table. "Oui, Monsieur?" he asked. "How may I help you?"

Gui sighed. ”I am lost,” he replied, sounding exasperated. “Monsieur Galliano bid me call upon him, but for the life of me I cannot remember which is his room. Could you spare one of your fellows to point me in the right direction?”

"These servants don't work in the guest wing upstairs," said Henri, "so they don't know which room they're in, but I'd be happy to escort you there myself. I know the way. I'm sure they'll do a decent job in my absence - if they know what's good for them." He led Gui up the stairs and around a few corners to a door, which was closed. "The Galiano players are in this suite," he said.

Gui is moving to the thread linked below:

The Play's the Thing