Hildreth. He's overdue, my lord.
St. J. Unlike him that.
Hildreth. Unlike him? Yes; a month ago.
St. J. A month?
Hildreth. May I speak freely?
St. J. Speak without reserve
If it concerns the welfare of my friend.
Hildreth. My lord, most intimately. For a month
His leading lady has led him by the nose.
St. J. Europa Troop: familiar at rehearsal;
But that I thought the method of the stage.
Hildreth. Oh no, my lord. Sir Tristram kept a state
About him always till the change began.
St. J. What change?