At length, however, I complained bitterly of the manager's insincerity in amusing me so long, when he knew from the beginning that he could not gratify my desire.

But his lordship reprimanded me for my freedom, said Mr.Brayer was a man of honour, and imputed his behaviour with respect to me nothing else but forgetfulness.
And indeed I have had some reason, since that time, to be convinced of his bad memory; for, in spite of appearances, I will not allow myself to interpret his conduct in any other way.

Lord Rattle observing me very much affected with my disappointment, offered his interest to bring on my play at the other house, which I eagerly accepting, he forthwith wrote a letter of recommendation to Mr.Bellower, actor and prime minister to Mr.Vandal, proprietor of that theatre, and desired me to deliver it with my tragedy, without loss of time.

Accordingly, I hastened to his house, where after having waited a whole hour in the lobby, I was admitted to his presence, and my performance received with great state.

He told me he was extremely busy at present, but he would peruse it as soon as possible, and bade me to call again in a week.
I took my leave, not a little astonished at the pert and supercilious behaviour of this stage player, who had not treated me with good manners; and began to think the dignity of a poet greatly impaired since the days of Euripides and Sophocles; but all this was nothing in comparison of what I have since observed.
"Well, Mr.Random, I went back at the appointed time, and was told that Mr.Bellower was engaged, and could not see me, I repeated my visit a few days after, and having waited a considerable time was favoured with an audience, during which, he said, he had not as yet read my play.
Nettled at this usage, I could contain myself no longer, but, telling him, I imagined he would have paid more deference to Lord Rattle's recommendation, demanded my manuscript with some expression of resentment.