He detested Stamaty and told him that the Societe was not organized to play children's accompaniments.

My mother felt hurt and wanted to hear nothing more of it.
After my first concert, which was a brilliant success, my teacher wanted me to give others, but my mother did not wish me to have a career as an infant prodigy.

She had higher ambitions and was unwilling for me to continue in concert work for fear of injuring my health.

The result was that a coolness sprang up between my teacher and me which ended our relations.
At that time my mother made a remark which was worthy of Cornelia.

One day some one remonstrated with her for letting me play Beethoven's sonatas.