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He is buried somewhere . Musette 's Fancies It may be , perhaps , remembered how the painter Marcel sold the Jew Medici his famous picture of `` The Passage of the Red Sea , '' which was destined to serve as the sign of a provision dealer 's . On the morrow of this sale , which had been followed by a luxurious dinner stood by the Jew to the Bohemians as a clincher to the bargain , Marcel , Schaunard , Colline , and Rodolphe woke up very late . Still bewildered by the fumes of their intoxication of the day before , at first they no longer remembered what had taken place , and as noon rung out from a neighboring steeple , they all looked at one another with a melancholy smile . `` There goes the bell that piously summons humanity to refresh itself , '' said Marcel . `` In point of fact , '' replied Rodolphe , `` it is the solemn hour when honest folk enter their dining-room . '' `` We must try and become honest folk , '' murmured Colline , whose patron saint was Saint Appetite .