She was a bewitching minx, that pretty Polly Marsh, and she knew it. She also knew that beauty could be her passport into the castles where she had always known she belonged. So she set her cap for a duke and joined the firm of Westerman's as a stenographer. Surely one of that noble family would notice her and make all her dreams come true!

Pretty Polly Marsh just didn't know her place. But others did...and were only too happy to remind her that dashing Lord Peter was merely playing when he seemed to be paying her court. The duchess was beside herself. Peter's brother, the starchy Marquis of Wollerton, was desperate to pry Peter from Polly's side. But Polly was determined to have Peter -- and her dream. He wouldn't betray her now... would he?