There's a somewhat contrived setup, where the eponymous heiress has to agree that she will marry the first man to make her an offer, so she sets about making herself so ridiculous and unpalatable that no one will, so she can retain control of her fortune until her sister is no longer under her uncle's control. This part was probably supposed to be hilarious, but was only 'okay' for me.

I started to get really into this book about half-way through, when the couple agrees they probably can't make it work and separate to pursue their respective goals. I'm weird that way, I guess?

Other things going for the book: a really compassionate portrayal of someone mentally ill; an indian barrister studying in England who manages to navigate a society that regards him with the most insidious benevolent paternalistic racism, a second disabled character fighting to make her own choices about treatment, and a tense scene with a cactus.

The resolution is "I should never have asked you to change so you could marry me. I'm gonna change so I can marry you!" which in retrospect, is a bit um, but at the time felt well earned.