The fading sunlight in the woods at dusk cast a mysterious yellow haze over the entire estate. On the narrow path through the woods, the estate's present owner, Henry, was walking shoulder to shoulder with his new wife, Margaret, while not far behind followed Margaret's sister, Helen.
Each of them seemed lost in their own thoughts. Henry's expression bore a hint of impatience, while Margaret appeared slightly embarrassed and depressed. Helen, trailing behind, seemed rather resentful.
"Can't you really help him any further?" Margaret sighed as she asked.
"Mary, you must understand, we and he belong to different worlds. We have already helped him, haven't we?" Henry spoke unhurriedly, "Can we please drop this subject?"
"But it's precisely because of your 'help' that Leonard lost his job!" Helen, coming from behind and catching up, furiously glared at Henry.
"Cut!" Before Hopkins could speak, Adrian called out.
