I am the brother of Polydectes the king; and men call me Dictys the netter, because I catch the fish of the shore.' Then Danae fell down at his feet, and embraced his knees, and cried-- 'Oh, sir, have pity upon a stranger, whom a cruel doom has driven to your land; and let me live in your house as a servant; but treat me honourably, for I was once a king's daughter, and this my boy (as you have truly said) is of no common race.

I will not be a charge to you, or eat the bread of idleness; for I am more skilful in weaving and embroidery than all the maidens of my land.' And she was going on; but Dictys stopped her, and raised her up, and said-- 'My daughter, I am old, and my hairs are growing gray; while I have no children to make my home cheerful.

Come with me then, and you shall be a daughter to me and to my wife, and this babe shall be our grandchild.
For I fear the Gods, and show hospitality to all strangers; knowing that good deeds, like evil ones, always return to those who do them.' So Danae was comforted, and went home with Dictys the good fisherman, and was a daughter to him and to his wife, till fifteen years were past..