In Egypt I always believed as I had been taught: 'Life is asleep; we shall not awake to our true existence in the kingdom of Osiris till the hour of death;' but in Greece I thought: 'I am born to live and to enjoy this cheerful, bright and blooming world.'" "Ah! tell us something more about Greece," cried Atossa; "but first Nebenchari must put a fresh bandage on my mother's eyes." The oculist, a tall, grave man in the white robes of an Egyptian priest, came forward to perform the necessary operation, and after being kindly greeted by Nitetis, withdrew once more silently into the background.

At the same time a eunuch entered to enquire whether Croesus might be allowed to pay his respectful homage to the king's mother.
The aged king soon appeared, and was welcomed as the old and tried friend of the Persian royal family.

Atossa, with her usual impetuosity, fell on the neck of the friend she had so sorely missed during his absence; the queen gave him her hand, and Nitetis met him like a loving daughter.
"I thank the gods, that I am permitted to see you again," said Croesus.
"The young can look at life as a possession, as a thing understood and sure, but at my age every year must be accepted as an undeserved gift from the gods, for which a man must be thankful." "I could envy you for this happy view of life," sighed Kassandane.

"My years are fewer than yours, and yet every new day seems to me a punishment sent by the Immortals." "Can I be listening to the wife of the great Cyrus ?" asked Croesus.

"How long is it since courage and confidence left that brave heart?
I tell you, you will recover sight, and once more thank the gods for a good old age.