She hastened to thank him for his help, and to ask him where she could find shelter for herself and her child.
Then the fisherman, who was the brother of Polydectes, king of the island on which Danae had landed, said that if she would go with him to his home he would treat her as a daughter. And Danae went gladly to live with Dictys.
So Perseus grew up in the island of Seriphus, playing on the sands when he was small, and when he had grown tall and strong going voyages to other islands with Dictys, or fishing with him nearer home. Zeus loved the lad and watched over him.
Fifteen years passed, and then the wife of Polydectes died, and the king wished to marry Danae, for he loved her and knew that she was a princess.
But Danae did not wish to wed Polydectes, and she refused to become his queen, for indeed she loved no one save her son Perseus.
Then the king was angry, and vowed that if Danae would not come to the palace as his queen, he would compel her to come as his slave.
And it was even so, as a slave, that Perseus found her, when he returned from a voyage with Dictys.
The anger of the lad was fierce. How dare any one treat his beautiful mother so cruelly! He would have slain the king had not Dictys restrained him.
Subduing his anger as well as he could, Perseus went boldly to the palace, and taking no heed of Polydectes, he brought his mother away and left her in the temple of Athene. There she would be safe, for no one, not even the king, would enter the sanctuary of the goddess.
'Perseus must leave the island,' said Polydectes when he was told of the lad's bold deed. He thought that if her son were banished Danae would perchance be willing to become his queen.
But Polydectes was too crafty to issue a royal command bidding Perseus leave Seriphus. That, he knew, would
