Will lovely Jane Arleth leave behind her old-fashioned ways - and handsome John Sherwood - to marry a man of great wealth?

Chance Encounter The young man across the aisle from Jane Arleth could not take his eyes from her face. Everything about her placed her in a class of wealth and culture, and yet there was about her a look of strength, self-reliance, and sweet character that was rare. Just then her handbag slid from her lap, landing impertinently at his feet. Jane swung around and reached for it just as the man grasped the bag, and their fingers came in light contact as he handed her possession over with a bow. "Oh, thank you," said Jane, her cheeks glowing with sudden embarrassment. Her eyes met the stranger's gray ones in one quick pleasant look. She had a fleeting impression of a nice strong face, keen young yes, and an interesting smile...