"No sooner had she said this than there stood before her a wee brown figure--brown all over, face, hands, feet and all--only his eyes, which sparkled brightly like beads, were black. He was dressed in a short scarlet jacket, and on his head was a scarlet cap with a long, very long tassel. He took off the cap and bowed low--very low at Lena's feet--the top of his head when he stood upright reached about to her knees, and he bowed so low that his nose nearly touched her toes. Lena felt rather uncomfortable--she was not used to such very great respect, and she felt a little startled to think that she had called out to the little man, as 'Mr. Monkey.' No doubt he was rather like a monkey, but still-- [Illustration: "He took off the cap and bowed low."] "She stood to think of something nice and civil to say, but she could not, try as she might, think of anything better than 'Thank you, sir.' "It did quite well--the little man seemed quite pleased, for he bowed again as low as before, and in a clear silvery voice like a little bell he spoke to Lena. "'What are your biddings, little lady?'" "'Oh,' said Lena, 'I do so want to see all this funny place. It was very kind of you to bring me up here, but I would like to see it all. May I walk all about your garden, Mr. Mon--oh, I beg your pardon,' she added in a hurry. "'Never mind,' said the little man. 'One name is as good as another. My brothers and I have been watching you, and we wish you well. If you will come with me I will show you all I can.' "'Oh, thank you,' said Lena, jumping up in a moment. "The little man walked out of his house, and standing in front of it he gave a long shrill whistle. Immediately from every direction whole quantities of other little brown men appeared--they seemed to tumble out of every branch of the trees, to peep up out of the ground almost at Lena's feet--till at last she felt like Gulliver among the Lilliputians. "'Fetch the carpet,' said the first little man, who seemed a sort of commander, and before Lena had time to see where it came from a beautifully bright blue sheet was stretched out before her, held all round by the dozens and dozens of little brown men, as if they were going to shake it. "'Step on to it, little lady,' said her friend. "Lena did so, and no sooner had her feet touched it than she felt it rise, rise up into the air, up up, till she wondered where she was going to. Then suddenly, as suddenly as it had begun to move, it stopped. "'Where are we?' she said, just then noticing for the first time that her own particular little brown man was sitting at her feet. "'At the top,' said the little man; 'it would have taken you a long time to climb up here, and we did not want to tire you. Now you shall see our gardens.'