Anna's angelic beauty should have entitled her to silk ballgowns, servants and a life of leisure. Instead, she finds herself a prisoner in a workhouse after her love match to a vindictive master silk weaver ends badly. Despite all her efforts to walk the straight path of her late mother, she's still accused. When a handsome soldier takes her cause, she finds her poor tattered heart may be capable of hope, and perhaps even love. When Anna finds herself in the middle of a murder investigation, is she really such a stranger to providence, or are mortal hands pushing and pulling her fate?