Wagner reached out his arms and embraced him warmly.
"Ah! Here is Wotan!" said I--as Betz, the singer, entered.
"They are pasting up new posters!" cried he. "'The orchestra will
be conducted by Herr Wülner, the rôle of Wotan will be sung by Herr
Betz!' Ha! ha! do they really believe so? Well, the _Rheingold_ will
neither be given on this Thursday, nor yet on Sunday, because I have to
tender my farewell to you, Master; instead of signing my new engagement
with the Royal Theatre of Bavaria, I am going this evening to Berlin,
without even forewarning that wretch of a Perfall."