I was extremely painstaking, however, and I never lost a note or one of the teacher's words.

I worked and thought at home, studying hard on Sebastian Bach's _Wohltemperirte Klavier_.

All of the pupils, however, were not so industrious.

One day, when they had all failed and Benoist, as a result, had nothing to do, he put me at the organ.

This time no one laughed and I at once became a regular pupil.