In 19th-century Europe, the heyday of Romanticism, consumption was the glamorous, poetic way for the beautiful and gifted to die, and Chopin fit the bill perfectly. But there have been questions ever since the composer’s death about whether TB really was what killed him. The exhumation and (visual-only) examination of his heart this fall didn’t necessarily settle the question – and actually testing the heart would be even more contentious than you’d think.