Sarasate was again the violinist at the next concert, when he played Beethoven's Concerto. He was rather reluctant to play it, and, when I asked him the reason, said that, as Joachim was in London and had played it lately, he did not wish to compete with him; but I over-persuaded him, and he played it superbly. The only change in tempo from the beaten track was that he took the last movement quicker, in which his exceedingly light bowing was a revelation of fairy-like delicacy.