mannikin

One night, as he was thus amusing himself, a mannikin came up to him and offered him drink in a silver-gilt beaker.

To hail the coming of spring they made a figure of May, a mannikin of flowers and foliage.

It seems to me a foul annoyance to wade across the strait to thee, and wet my garments: but I will pay thee, mannikin!

The Mannikin said, ‘My business is with your father, and not with you.’