But not too muddled to know that she is in love with Ivor Griffith, Viscount Mullineaux, a Corinthian of impeccable poise and unshakable perfection. And he with her. That is precisely the problem. For Ada loves him too much to inflict upon him such a paragon of confusion as herself.

    SHE'S JUST A CHILD!"Rosalind McHenry's outrage knows no bounds when her wastrel brother announces a dubious design: he intends to marry off his daughter, Felicity, a mere schoolroom miss, to the worldly Earl of Eberhart in exchange for settlement of his copious gambling debts.Aunt Rosalind is having none of it. With the help of her long-suffering beau, Waldo, she is convinced she can dissuade the Earl and save her lamb from the slaughter. Determined to wound his pride, she treats the Earl—long doted on by the ton—with the utmost disdain.Rosalind doesn't realize is that her real feelings for the Earl are far from disdainful. And that the Earl,though he secretly wishes to make other marital arrangements, fears that breaking off the engagement will send Felicity to a fate worse than Rosalind can imagine....

    True, her hair was a rather unfashionable reddish-gold, and at times a spark of deviltry marred her studiously innocent gaze.But all in all, Emma obeyed the proprieties as she followed her family's injunction to snare a husband in the London marriage mart.Unfortunately, Emma had a serious handicap in competing with the simpering young Misses. Emma not only had brains but used them to write books and verse that enjoyed a scandalous success when published under a false name.Clearly Emma could afford to let no one pierce her demure disguise and expose her as a blatant bluestocking. Especially not the celebrated and sought-after Viscount Kinver, who alone had the power to lure Emma's inordinate intelligence to the surface and to stir her heart into folly...