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"The house isn't quite ready yet," said Patty; "but I hope to go there to live on New Year's day." "I think we'd be glad of Mancy's help a few days before that," said Aunt Alice. And so, subject to Mr. Fairfield's final sanction, Mancy was engaged. And now Patty's whole establishment, including Pudgy the cat, was made up.
I jes' nachelly can't stand bein' spoke cross to. It riles me all up." "I don't believe there will be any trouble on that score," said Patty, laughing. "My father and I are the best-natured people in the world." "I believe yo', missy; an' dat's why I wants to come." "There will be another servant, Mancy," said Aunt Alice; "a young girl who will be a waitress.
With the instincts of a true hostess, Patty had slipped from the room unobserved, and had held a short Confab with her two trusty servitors in the kitchen. "But, Miss Patty," expostulated Mancy, "dey ain't nuffin' fit to set befo' dem fren's ob yo's. Dey ain't nuffin' skacely in de house, ceptin' some bits ob candies an' cakaroons le' from yo' las' night's supper."
But this morning she was alone with Mancy, struggling with the all-important lists. "I'll make the salad myself," she remarked, as she wrote "olive oil" on her slip of paper. "Yas'm," answered Mancy, rolling her eyes with an expression of dubious approval. "Does yo' know how, missy?" "Oh, yes," said Patty confidently; "I can make most beautiful salad dressing.
The afternoon was slipping away, and Patty suddenly discovered that she had only time to get dressed before the girls would arrive. So she announced to Mancy that she must finish up such things as were not finished, and without waiting to hear the old woman's remarks of disapproval, Patty ran up to her room.
I have been informed by several credible persons, that this India contains 4400 islands, most of which are well inhabited, among which there are sixty-four crowned kings. Explained on the margin by Hakluyt, or Dadin, which is equally inexplicable. Of Upper India, and the Province of Mancy .
"I am sure of it," said Ken, and then, a little more diffidently: "Do you like me best?" "Why, yes, of course I do," said Patty, smiling, "that is, after papa and Aunt Alice and Marian and Uncle Charley and Frank and Mancy and Pansy and Mr. Hepworth." Patty might not have added the last name if she had not just then seen that gentleman coming toward her.
Mancy must be a dreadful waster, but it isn't fair to blame her; if that's where the trouble is, I ought to have looked after it myself. Hello, Marian, is that you? I didn't hear you come in. Do come here, I'm in the depths of despair!" "What's the matter, Patsie? and what a furious lot of bills! You look like a clearinghouse." "Oh, Marian, it's perfectly fearful!
"Mine, too," said Mancy; "I wants my room fixed up nice. I fetched a lot of pictures to liven it up some, but I reckon I ain't got no time to put 'em up to-day." "Oh, yes, you have, Mancy," said Patty, rising; "and, anyway, we'll go right up and look at those rooms; then I can tell what we need to get for them."
After sailing for many days on the ocean towards the east, I arrived at the great province of Mancy, or Mangi, which is called India by the Latins; and I was informed by Christians, Saracens, and idolaters, and by many persons in office under the great khan, that this country contains more than 2000 great cities, and that it abounds in all manner of provisions, as bread, wine, rice, flesh, and fish.
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