Miss Philadelphia Smith

London, 1746

'I wish,' Philadelphia Smith said wistfully, 'that something would happen to me.'

Nothing ever happened to Philadelphia until she made that wish one fine autumn evening. Her dreams came true that very night when she got more attention than she bargained for:

Jamie, her handsome fiance, was tired of waiting to marry her. He was going to jilt Philadelphia that evening -- or was she going to jilt him?

Mr. Artherton, her rich and jaded neighbor, was enchanted by her fresh young beauty. The more he attempted to console the weeping, distraught Philadelphia, the more he wanted to seduce her.

Ferdy, Mr. Atherton's gambling companion, was the blackest sheep in the noblest of families. He had designs on Philadelphia -- every one of them evil.