Publisher's Synopsis
Roscawl, July 1848 My dearest Michael, I do not know when we can meet again. My father has discovered I stole food to give to the villagers who are starving since the potato famine. Now I am banished to my room, and who knows when I will be set free. And now they are planning to marry me to a useless fop called Edward Cavendish. But I will not. I will not. Michael, can you wait for me? Together we WILL find a way. We must... Elizabeth
