The guidelines of marriage . according to Miss Annabel Essex

A husband must be:

Rich.

Make that very high. She’s had plenty of of leaky roofs and thread-worn clothing.

English.

London may be the center from the civilized globe, and Annabel has a interest for silk and warm water.

Amiable.

Good-looking would be nice, but not necessary. Same for intelligent.

Isn’t she lucky? She’s discovered just the person! And her selected spouse is nothing like the impoverished Scottish Earl of Ardmore, that has only his gorgeous eyes, his brain-and his kisses-to recommend him.

So what cruel twist of fate put her inside a carriage on her way to Scotland with that impoverished earl and all the world thinking they’re guy and wife? Sleeping in the same bed? Not forgetting the overall game of words started with the earl-in which the prize is a kiss. As well as the forfeit . . .

Well. These are almost married, after all!