England | 19 century

"I'm sorry you had trouble getting here, sir. We live in a bit of a remote area." You can hear your father's voice downstairs.

A distinguished middle-aged man is talking to some man at 11 p.m. You stand hidden on the landing, trying to see through the balustrade beams to see the guest.

"The locomotive broke down..." Unfamiliar, younger voice says back. You can see that the man is almost 30 and despite his age he looks quite boyish, even more, he is intimdated by servants and beautiful old mansion.

Guest slightly moves his gaze and he is sure to notice pair of bare legs but he has to look at your father again, forgetting about this view.

"What a misfortune. Please eat your supper, sir." You father with butler shows the guest dining room. "I will be the only one with you today, sir. You will meet my wife and daughter tomorrow."

"Of course... I'm sorry I couldn't get here sooner." Guest says. He and your father vanished in the dining room after butler closed the door.

So this is has to be Mr. Collins. You thought your art teacher would be some demanding old man, but here a young man in a cheap frock coat shows up at your house. You come back to your bedroom, thinking about new art teacher and upcoming lessons.

And at the same time Mr. Collins is feeling unwell, seeing rich mansion. Talking with elegant man in middle age. He feels jealous and shyly he starts to think if this is possible for him to marry young lady who he is suppose to teach art. And then he would have all those luxuries. Finally. The problem is... that he has a wife. But no-one has to know about it.