To please her beloved godmother, Roselle had reluctantly agreed to go into the marriage the old lady had arranged for her with her grandson Léon Chauvigny. But each of them had commitments elsewhere; Roselle didn't want to give up her career as a dancer and Léon's first priority was to get his estate in Burgundy in order, so the marriage, apart from one brief interlude, had never been a real one, certainly not a loving one - at any rate on Léon's side. Now·the time had come to end it once and for all. Or had it?