"I DO NOT THINK I WANT TO BE MARRIED AT ALL. I WANT TO BE RICH. VERY RICH..." Miss Henrietta Bascombe's bosom chums gasped to hear a well-bred lady talk of going into trade. For Henrietta was hell-bent on turning her pittance of an inheritance into a fortune by opening a London sweet shop to rival the famous Gunther's! Undaunted, Henrietta proceeded to hang out the traditional confectioner's sign of a golden pineapple and soon earned the custom of the entire haute ton. That is, until the proud Earl of Carrisdowne took exception to his younger brother and his best friend ogling the girls behind Bascombe's counter. Miss Bascombe would have to be put out of business, and quickly. But somehow, the earl looked forward to tangling with the fiery-eyed proprietor much more than he was willing to admit....