One of those wispy Regency trifles--with enough slangy-period dialogue to zing things along and even a few coquettish shrieks of Franglais that may remind you of Miss Piggy (""Is it at all possible, ma soeur, that you are subject to fits of some sort, let alone to starts?""). The primary squealer here is lovely Berenice--whose sensible, handsome sister Honora has an absolute loathing for Lord Clive Denby, once she discovers that Denby has slurred Berenice's good name and driven off Berenice's fiancÃ‰. Of course, Denby cannot reveal his noble reasons for this--that he was bouncing a no-good so that a sterling friend might court Berenice. So, alas, the bosoms of Honora, Berenice, and their relict (Mamma) are ""ignited with dismay."" Finally, however, mix-ups, a silly duel, and Denby and Honora's growing attraction set things right--and three marriages ensue. Heavy on scenes of gaming tables, theatre entr'-actes, balls, and what-all plus the usual chatter--all the customary flounces, including at least one line (""It's a consommÃ‰ devoutly to be wished"") that's a bit above par.