As feather-light as the best soufflés, this is the sort of Regency romance it is easy to get addicted to and which reminds me of why I enjoy reading them so much. Think of it as Cinderella in Empire gowns, as the unwitting Elizabeth practices her womanly wiles upon the estate manager, who we know is really a marquis in disguise. Ms Quinn has also given the story an engaging set of characters, from the crusty but tender-hearted Lady Danbury to the resourceful Elizabeth and gallant James Sidwell, the marquis. There is plenty of real romance in here, which reminded me of what this type of novel ought to be like when stripped of other plot devices.