According to some stories, she was in the habit of boiling old people in a large caldron, under pretense of making them young again; but King Aegeus, I suppose, did not fancy such an uncomfortable way of growing young, or perhaps was contented to be old, and therefore would never let himself be popped into the caldron.
And King Aegeus, like most other kings, thought any punishment mild enough for a person who was accused of plotting against his life.
He could scarcely wait to see whether King Aegeus would recognize him, so eager was he to throw himself into his arms.
Now King Aegeus had been gazing earnestly at the young stranger, as he drew near the throne.
So saying, King Aegeus took the golden goblet from the table, and was about to offer it to Theseus.
At these words, Aegeus drove every thought and feeling out of his breast, except the one idea of how justly the young man deserved to be put to death.
But, before he touched it, King Aegeus trembled again.
my son!" cried King Aegeus, flinging away the fatal goblet, and tottering down from the throne to fall into the arms of Theseus.
But King Aegeus told them that they were welcome to the whole, and to twice as many more, if he had them, for the sake of his delight at finding his son, and losing the wicked Medea.
Nor had he been long in Athens before he caught and chained a terrible mad bull, and made a public show of him, greatly to the wonder and admiration of good King Aegeus and his subjects.
my son," quoth King Aegeus, heaving a long sigh, "here is a very lamentable matter in hand!
But King Aegeus shook his venerable head, and to convince Theseus that it was quite a hopeless case, he gave him an explanation of the whole affair.