Manner of a Lady

How could a pretty merchant's daughter learn the gracious ways of a lady--and win a title of her own--when she was born to dance? Ballerinas were never ladies in Regency London. But lively Betsy Cotton was a very special dancer, and soon all England's peers were praising her pirouettes and saluting her innocence--all of them but one.

For the dashing Marquis of Stafford --a notorious rogue-had made the beautiful ballerina the object of a gentleman's wager. And all that Betsy was sure of was the scoundrel's devastating effect upon her senses. She had hoped to play the part of a lady, but fine ladies didn't play at love. Or did they?

Hero: Peter Stafford
Heroine: Betsy Cotton