Here they built an altar to Ecbasian Apollo [1106] and set it up on the beach, and gave heed to sacrifices.

And the king of his own bounty gave them sweet wine and sheep in their need; for he had heard a report that whenever a godlike band of heroes should come, straightway he should meet it with gentle words and should have no thought of war.

As with Jason, the soft down was just blooming on his chin, nor yet had it been his lot to rejoice in children, but still in his palace his wife was untouched by the pangs of child-birth, the daughter of Percosian Merops, fair-haired Cleite, whom lately by priceless gifts he had brought from her father's home from the mainland opposite.

But even so he left his chamber and bridal bed and prepared a banquet among the strangers, casting all fears from his heart.

And they questioned one another in turn.