Today, things are tough all over. Even the very rich complain. They protest their wealth as being eaten away by ruinous taxes. They lament that their once sacrasent watering sources have been invaded by common folk, and most of all, they bemoan the fact that it's virtually impossible to find a decent servant. They may have a point. Quite possibly they may have been born at the wrong time. They should have been borne in England around 1905, when rank had its privileges, wealth had its license and the common people knew their place. Our hero, is the youthful Lord Arthur Saville, a golden boy who lives in a golden time.