Veronica beamed. "Thank you. It's like Mummy's but darker. Like Daddy's. I think it's the same as your hair, Mr Grantaire." She held up her hair to his, and Grantaire ducked his head to let her. "Yes! Almost the same."
Grantaire lifted his head and smiled at her. "I'm glad. Your hair is lovely, and I want lovely hair too."