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Updated: May 13, 2025
The king, Phanes, and all the Persian dignitaries watched the old men with deep sympathy, and though the proofs of Bartja's innocence were as yet only founded on conjecture, not one of those present doubted it one moment longer. Wherever the belief in a man's guilt is but slight, his defender finds willing listeners.
It was built partly of black stone from Mount Rachmed, and partly of white marble; it was probably begun by Darius. They found Bartja lying on a couch in the great hall; he looked very pale, and stretched out his arms towards them. The friends supped together at the satrap's table and then retired to Bartja's private room, in order to enjoy an undisturbed conversation.
Say I could not come to the evening revel on account of headache, toothache, sickness, anything you like." "I shall ride Bartja's Nicaean horse; and you, Bubares, will follow me on Darius's. You will lend him, my brother?" "If I had ten thousand, you should have them all." "Do you know the way to Naukratis, Bubares?" "Blindfold."
In his heart even he was now convinced of Bartja's guilt, and of the perjury of his own son and of Darius. IV. The Unexpected Witness Nitetis had passed many a wretched hour since the great banquet. All day long she was kept in strict seclusion, and in the twilight Boges came to her to tell her jeeringly that her letter had fallen into the king's hand, and that its bearer had been executed.
Their anxiety on the matter was beginning to be so serious, that Bartja's unexpected appearance was a great relief. His words flew as he repeated the events of the last few hours, and begged Theopompus to look out at once for a ship in sailing order, to convey himself and his friends from Egypt. "That suits famously," exclaimed Kallias.
"Nothing, nothing," he stammered almost inaudibly, and pushing his son on one side, whispered in Bartja's ear: "Unhappy boy, you are still here? don't delay any longer, fly at once! the whip-bearers are close at my heels, and I assure you that if you don't use the greatest speed, you will have to forfeit your double imprudence with your life." "But Croesus, I have . . ."
It would become you much better to repent of your crimes, and beg your old friend's forgiveness, instead of adding ingratitude to the unheard-of baseness of your other deeds." At these words Bartja's anger gave way. His clenched hands sank down powerless at his side, and his cheeks became pale as death. These signs of sorrow softened the old man's indignation.
Bartja's friends were equally definite in their evidence for the accused. Cambyses looked first on the one, then on the other party of these strange witnesses. Then Bartja begged permission to speak. "A son of Cyrus," he said, "would rather die than lie. I confess no judge was ever placed in so perplexing a position.
"Three hours, if he can go so long, and the Nile has not overflowed the road too much." "I will be there in two." "I shall ride with you," said Darius. "No, you must remain here with Zopyrus for Bartja's protection. Tell the servants to get ready." "But Gyges " "Yes, you will stay here and excuse me to Amasis.
A quarter of an hour later, he was seated in the boat which was to take him to Sappho and to his wedding. He was quite at ease now about Zopyrus. In Bartja's eyes his friend was already as good as saved, and in spite of the dangers which threatened himself, he felt strangely calm and happy, he could hardly say why.
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