It seems that the gods in one of their more capricious moments dropped Mr. Richard-Barthelmess into the lap of a wealthy Chinese family and then left him there to make the best of a thoroughly bad situation. Miss Constance Bennett in the role of a soap manufacturer's ebullient daughter contributes the major complications in the form of malignant sex-appeal. Of course, it is the refined variety that this young lady uses on her reticent lover, but it served her purpose.
Her great passion is for one, Sam Lee, the very respectable and eligible young gentleman whose lack of response arouses the old go-getting blood of the Wagners of soap fame. Suddenly she discovers that this object of her advances is a prince of the ancient house of Lee Ying and it is all off. The ninety-nine and fourty-four hundredths per purity must be saved at all events, so she preserves the Wagner dignity by beating Mr. Ying with a riding crop. Of course such an intolerable condition can't exist for long and a reconcilliation is reached. As you will guess at the beginning of the picture, Mr. Ying is only a foundling and not a son of the gods after all, so everybody is happy.
As for Bebe Daniels, she indulges in the flippancies of a semi demi-mondaine and ends up by landing a sailor with a hefty punch and talent in harmonica playing. If this picture does nothing else, it makes the feature seem better by comparison.