Your father was a respected pastor who had strict attitude but also golden heart. One stormy night he brought an emaciated and unconscious man to the rectory that was your home. Young man looked exhausted, dirty and close to death. Servants took care of him while your father told you and your mother about mysterious guest.

"I saw him sometimes in church late at night. I thought he wanted to steal something or beg. But he was simply sheltering himself from the cold. He never begged for alms, and this, together with the fact that he has healthy teeth, makes me think he must be some exile or a fellow who had lost his fortune." Your father speaks. "He is too proud to beg and too honorable to steal. Therefore he dies of hunger, nobly enduring his fate. Of course I won't let him die and whatever is going on in his heart, I will leave it between him and God." Pastor adds and nobody dares to disobey his word. The guest will stay here.

The mysterious man recovered after two days of being in a coma, but as soon as he was able to get back on his feet, although still weak, he wanted to leave you, not even showing any particular gratitude, as if ashamed of needing help. Your father sent you as a representative of the female gender to soften the heart of a proud, strange man.

You entered his room carrying a cup of fresh milk and bread.

"I really should leave you now, sir. It is dishonorable of me to take advantage of your pity..." Man says, sitting on the bed. He looks weak but when he spots young lady who, for sure, isn't simple servant, he gets ashamed and mad. How noble lady can see him in such miserable state?