In the wake of a few rather unsettling days, Gavin, Baron Stephenson is in dire need of distraction. Despite Gavin's refusal to see him, the hapless but handsome Bernard St. John sends round daily missives and tawdry gifts. His heretofore perfect secretary has begun to act like a bedlamite, flushing and stammering and refusing to meet Gavin’s eyes. That part Gavin can reason out for himself. Clearly, Marcus seduced the fellow and the bloody idiot was embarrassed. Fortunately for the dashing Baron, an émigré from France has established a new fencing salon in town. Unfortunately for the fencing master, neither Marcus nor Gavin are in the mood to forgive trespasses.