Pain and courage. Part two.

"Doctor, do everything you can to save him. Do everything possible and impossible. If it's a matter of money, I'm willing to pay anything, but the most important thing is that he lives." Adelard was almost on his knees and continued to hold Gaspard's hand as if he were his own brother or something. But no, he was just a stranger, just a man who lived out his days on the streets, without a single hope of home or happiness. 

In the light of only two candles, all stood in silence. No one dared to say anything at the moment when Adelard was almost on his knees begging the doctor for help. And no one could understand the kindness that was in Adelard's heart. No one could understand his motives for helping a complete stranger. Even Nicholas could not understand him. Because of this, everyone in the room was speechless. Slowly closing his eyes, Gaspard smiled for the last time and then escaped from reality. But it was only a sleep in the arms of fate. 

"Is he dead?"