Lord Wraybourne's Betrothed
“The coiffeur was at Marlborough Square before the earl had time to review what he had written. Sophie had summoned M. Charles to trim her own locks and consult with Jane. The elegant Frenchman marveled at the length and thickness of Jane’s hair and then tried to persuade her to have it cut off.
“It is the style, Mademoiselle,” he entreated. “The gamin curls. See how well they suit Lady Sophie.”
But Jane was not yet a creature of fashion. She could not face the thought of losing her hair, even i...f it was difficult to manage.
“I am not Lady Sophie,” she retorted, firmly, “and I will set my own style. You may cut the front so that I may have curls there. Then devise different ways of dressing the back and instruct my maid.”
Even the snipping around her face made her wince, as long snakes of hair fell to the carpet, but she had to admit that the effect was excellent. Relieved of its weight, the hair sprang back and needed only a little work with the irons to achieve glossy, fashionable lovelocks on her forehead.MoreLess
“It is the style, Mademoiselle,” he entreated. “The gamin curls. See how well they suit Lady Sophie.”
But Jane was not yet a creature of fashion. She could not face the thought of losing her hair, even i...f it was difficult to manage.
“I am not Lady Sophie,” she retorted, firmly, “and I will set my own style. You may cut the front so that I may have curls there. Then devise different ways of dressing the back and instruct my maid.”
Even the snipping around her face made her wince, as long snakes of hair fell to the carpet, but she had to admit that the effect was excellent. Relieved of its weight, the hair sprang back and needed only a little work with the irons to achieve glossy, fashionable lovelocks on her forehead.MoreLess
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