Don Carlos de Formera y Santos was, April thought, one of the most eligible men in the whole of Spain. He had everything-good looks, breeding, money, impeccable manners, charm. And as if that were not enough, he also possessed a beautiful young ward, for whom he had the greatest affection, and who would clearly give anything to marry him. So why, in these circumstances, should Carlos propose to April herself-a very ordinary English girl with nothing special to commend her, and whom he had only known for a few days? He said it was because, unwittingly, she had put herself and him in a compromising position-but surely that was a little far-fetched, even in so correct a country as Spain? But all the same, however odd the situation seemed, April found herself curiously reluctant to back out of it!