One old lady rushed up to Rubinstein in London and said: " Oh, Mr. Rubinstein, I am so glad to meet you ; all of the tickets are sold and I have tried in vain to purchase a seat to your recital. Do you not have a seat you could let me take?" " Madame” - replied the great artist, " there is but one seat at my disposal, but you are welcome to that if you will take it." " Oh, thank you, a thousand thanks, Mr. Rubinstein. Where is it?" " At the piano," was the smiling reply.