Croesus had enjoyed the society of the Samian poets and sculptors.  Gyges had shared his father’s preference for Greek art and artists.  Darius, who had formerly studied astronomy in Babylon, was one evening observing the heavens, when, to his surprise, he was addressed by the aged Neithotep and invited to follow him on to the temple-roof.  Darius, ever eager to acquire knowledge, did not wait to be asked twice, and was to be found there every night in earnest attention to the old priest’s lessons.

On one occasion Psamtik met him thus with his master, and asked the latter what could have induced him to initiate a Persian in the Egyptian mysteries.

“I am only teaching him,” answered the high-priest, “what is as well known to every learned Chaldee in Babylon as to ourselves, and am thereby gaining the friendship of a man, whose stars as far outshine those of Cambyses as the sun outshines the moon.  This Darius, I tell thee, will be a mighty ruler.  I have even seen the beams of his planet shining over Egypt.  The truly wise man extends his gaze into the future, regards the objects lying on either side of his road, as well as the road itself.  Thou canst not know in which of the many houses by which thou passest daily, a future benefactor may not have been reared for thee.  Leave nought unnoticed that lies in thy path, but above all direct thy gaze upward to the stars.  As the faithful dog lies in wait night after night for thieves, so have I watched these pilgrims of the heavens fifty years long—­these foretellers of the fates of men, burning in ethereal space, and announcing, not only the return of summer and winter, but the arrival of good and bad fortune, honor and disgrace.  These are the unerring guides, who have pointed out to me in Darius a plant, that will one day wax into a mighty tree.”

To Bartja, Darius’ nightly studies were especially welcome; they necessitated more sleep in the morning, and so rendered Bartja’s stolen early rides to Naukratis, (on which Zopyrus, to whom he had confided his secret, accompanied him), easier of accomplishment.  During the interviews with Sappho, Zopyrus and the attendants used all their endeavors to kill a few snipes, jackals or jerboas.  They could then, on their return, maintain to their Mentor Croesus, that they had been pursuing fieldsports, the favorite occupation of the Persian nobility.

The change which the power of a first love had wrought in the innermost character of Bartja, passed unnoticed by all but Tachot, the daughter of Amasis.  From the first day on which they had spoken together she had loved him, and her quick feelings told her at once that something had happened to estrange him from herself.  Formerly his behavior had been that of a brother, and he had sought her companionship; but now he carefully avoided every approach to intimacy, for he had guessed her secret and felt as if even a kind look would have been an offence against his loyalty to Sappho.