An active figure, with two eyes peering through large glasses emerged from the door at the left of the platform. He advanced to the centre in front of the expectant orchestra and bowed to the audience. The audience assembled in Carnegie Hall, Manhattan, applauded loudly. The conductor turned to the orchestra—it was the Philharmonic Orchestra. He was new to it and to the audience. He stood poised, at once elastic and tense, as if he were restraining a great passion.
The orchestra glanced at their music, Song of the Volga Boatmen, scored for wind...
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