Well, well, so you aren't going to be a maidservant this time?' said Pippi, stroking his back. 'Oh, that was a lie, that's true,' she continued. 'But still, if it's true, how can it be a lie?' she argued. 'You wait and see, it's going to turn out he was a maidservant in Arabie after all, and if that's the case, I know who's making the meatballs at our house hereafter!