When I see the 3-star reviews I can only say that those readers have not read the book properly.
Young Phillip Jettan knows his neighbour's daughter Cleone is his soulmate. There is no bone to pick about that. But if you go to a girl to ask her to be your wife, you don't make it elaborately clear that you went to the momentous trouble as to clean your boots, chance your cloths as not to smell of horses and - sacrifice above all - leave the dogs behind! If you then proceed with your task in presuming the proposal as being accomplished and accepted, so as not to make such a fuss about it all, you may not wonder that you are dispatched back home with a flea in your ear.
Poor Phillip cannot comprehend that no girl with a shred of natural pride likes to be taken for granted, even if she loves the man dearly and appreciates his otherwise excellent qualities. He is in shock, and as such a victim to his fathers gentle wishes to give him, belatedly, a proper education in manners.
He is sent to his uncle who takes him to Paris. Here it is soon clear that Phillip is no yokel. There is a sinister plan for revenge in his heart and he sucks up all the foppish manners and mannerisms he can get hold of in King Louis' kingdom. He learns to dance, to fence, to flirt - and to paint his face. In no time he is the toast of the town thanks to his candid charms and natural shrewdness. He even fights a duell with a man who has spread mean remarks about Cleone's flirts at home.
Cleone, piqued, has long left home for London where she has made a similar career. She does not know that the woman the fight was about is she herself. She is in dispair and wants Phillip the Yokel back.
Phillip, hearing of Cleone's contests, returns instantly to London where he exacts his revenge. He flirts with Cleone not more than with any other girl, shows favour of older beauties and plays the man about town, making it clear that he has his proposal of marriage consigned to the dustbin.
Cleone is in tears; not that Phillip sees any of them. She flirts vehemently with others.
A letter from Phillip to his father has the poor man in a dither. His beloved son, Phillip Jettan, lover of landlife, horses and dogs is not willing to come back at once, but is rather desirous to take pleasure in town life for an indeterminate time? Father flies to London to inspect his truant offspring. The situation begins to hang in the ballance. Has Phillip overdone his revenge? Is Cleone to console? Gets father his beloved son back?
How the riot ends you must read for yourself in this Heyer masterpiece.
This is a heartwarming story about pride and not taking everything for granted, as well as appreciating the things you have.