No.

Mozart

Then listen:

About three week ago, I came back home

Quite late at night. They told me that some person

Had called on me. And then, I don't know why,

The whole night through I thought: who could it be?

What does he need of me? Tomorrow also

The same man came and didn't find me in.

The third day, I was playing with my boy

Upon the floor. They hailed me; I came out

Into the hall. A man, all clad in black,

Bowed courteously in front of me, commissioned

A Requiem and vanished. I at once

Sat down and started writing it -- and since,

My man in black has not come by again.

Which makes me glad, because I would be sorry

To part with my endeavor, though the Requiem

Is nearly done. But meanwhile I am...

Salieri

What?

Mozart

I'm quite ashamed to own to this...

Salieri

What is it?

Mozart

By day and night my man in black would not

Leave me in peace. Wherever I might go,

He tails me like a shadow. Even now

It seems to me he's sitting here with us,

A third...

Salieri

Enough! what is this childish terror?