He snapped: "The Metropolitan is grateful that the association is ended."
She spat: "Prussian tactics!" And six years passed. Finally, last June, at the instigation of mutual friends, the Metropolitan Opera's Rudolf Bing went a-courting in Paris. This time he said pretty please, and she said yes, and they made a date.
In Manhattan, news of Maria Callas' return for two performances only threw opera lovers into agonies of anticipation. As opening night drew near, scalpers were commanding up to $800 for tickets. Bleary-eyed fans lined up and slept on the sidewalks outside the Met for three days to snap...
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