Jefferson Randolph is angry at the world for the arm he
lost in the War Between the States and the destruction of
his family. Embittered and reclusive, he's certain he'll
never be happy until he marries a true Southern belle and
rebuilds his family home. The last person he expects to
stand in his way is a fiery redhead from Massachusetts who
is the housemother for his two mischievous nieces, the
stereotype of everything he detests in a woman. She's a
Yankee who refuses to defer automatically to men, she has
opinions she holds to firmly and states loudly, she wears
strong bright colors, and she is determined to be
independent. He's furious that, even after the quarantine
is over, he can't stop thinking about her.
Violet Goodwin has come west to discover what happened to
her uncle and why the mine he left her is worthless. To
support herself, she's taken a job as housemother in an
exclusive girl's school. After Jeff Randolph is
quarantined in the school with her and her sixteen young
charges for five days, she wonders how she can be
attracted to a man she dislikes so much. He appears to be
self-pitying, angry, and emotionally distant. She can't
understand why she could fantasize about him though she
can't deny the man's physique is impressive. She hardly
notices his missing arm, but she is stingingly aware of
his ridiculous ideas about women. She's determined to
prove that you don't have to be a young, mindless,
southern belle to make a good wife.