Summary
In the chiaroscuro of post-Edwardian London, where gaslight still clings to cobblestones like guilt, Society for Sale slinks through drawing-rooms thick with cigar haze and the coppery scent of tarnished crowns. Phyllis Clyne—whose cheekbones could slice contracts—arrives not as ingénue but as mercenary muse, a mannequin of couture poise nursing a marrow-deep hunger for the one currency her beauty cannot mint: bloodline. Enter Billy, the penniless viscount whose pedigree is longer than his rent roll, a man trading on the echo of titles while pawning the family silver one spoon at a time. Their pact is whispered over champagne flutes: she will bankroll his appearances; he will counterfeit her lineage. Yet the masquerade mutates; whispers become waltzes, waltzes become confessions scrawled on dance-cards. When the revelation lands—that her sire was in fact a forgotten baron with a gambling debt for a heraldic crest—the film pivots from satire to sacrament: love authenticated not by parchment but by the moment two frauds decide the only thing left to counterfeit is honesty.
Synopsis
Successful model, Phyllis Clyne, convinces a down-and-out nobleman, Billy, to pass her off in society as titled gentry. They fall in love and when it turns out that her late father actually was a lord, they decide they now can marry.
