'Goodness! what a request!' exclaimed Caroline, throwing back her head to see if her Louisa could be serious.
'Most inexplicable—is it not? Will she do it?'
'Flat, dear? It makes a fright of me.'
'Possibly. May I beg it?'
'But why, dearest, why? If I only knew why!'
'For the love of your Louy.'
'Plain along the temples?'
'And a knot behind.'
'And a band along the forehead?'
'Gems, if they meet your favour.'