The Duke would find a change of the sort singular.

She should not at all know herself with her hair done differently: and for a lovely woman to be transformed to a fright is hard to bear in solitude, or in imagination.
'Really!' she petitioned.
'Really--yes, or no ?' added the Countess.
'So unaccountable a whim!' Caroline looked in the glass dolefully, and pulled up her thick locks from one cheek, letting them fall on the instant.
'She will ?' breathed the Countess.
'I really cannot,' said Caroline, with vehemence.
The Countess burst into laughter, replying: 'My poor child! it is not my whim--it is your obligation.

George Uplift dines here to-day.

Now do you divine it?
Disguise is imperative for you.' Mrs.Strike, gazing in her sister's face, answered slowly, 'George?
But how will you meet him ?' she hurriedly asked.
'I have met him,' rejoined the Countess, boldly.

'I defy him to know me.
I brazen him! You with your hair in my style are equally safe.