The man treated him very well, brought him back from the orphanage, gave him a home, cooked for him, and played with him. He fell into the man's tenderness little by little, so when the man was unconscious in the hospital and no one cared about him, he lay willingly under the wretched old man who was the dean, humiliated and in pain but said nothing, because the man was quietly lying on the bed next door, sleeping peacefully. (Coming from @ Dermao's stem)