It should have only taken one week to secure the contract for his fledging business, but a different company won the bid. Victor has less than ten pounds in his pocket, he owes money to the hotel and he has no idea how he will pay for his return passage to the United States. Desperate and clueless he accidently meets his double in a crowded Hotel lounge. His lookalike, Mr. Rochester, gets him drunk and the next thing he knows is waking up in a posh bedroom and being called the Earl of Rochester. At first he thinks it is a practical joke and he plays along. But when the morning newspaper arrives, and he learns that the real Mr. Rochester has found dead under the name Victor Jones, things become interesting.