And so days passed, and one day remained, the next day of which was appointed for this man to be beheaded. The king visited him every morning and told him: "Now you see there is only one day remaining before your death. And this is your last opportunity of saving your life." He said: "No King, you are looking for someone else, not for me." But at night when that porter came this man said, putting his hand on his shoulder, he said: "Poor man, poor porter, you are so sympathetic. I will whisper in your ears a word, a word of alchemy, and that alchemy will change you from steel to gold."