The 1920s. Mrs. Veronica Whitaker is the only keeper of traditions and well-being of the once eminent aristocratic family. Her husband, James, returning from the front lines of World War I, understood it well that life is really valuable and completely losing interest in her aristocratic conventions took the position of non-interference in the ceremonies of Mrs. Whitaker, who, considering his conduct to be the war trauma, silently lives with it. Another thing blew her patience. Their only son, John, whose future has, of course, also been planned with an eye to the benefit of the family, returned to the family nest being married to one of the most notorious for their extreme emansipation women in America, Larite. Full of strength and energy, devoid of any prejudice, the clever and beautiful Larita, did not expect that she, like any living soul in this estate, will get in an iron grip of Mrs. Whitaker’s established rules of conduct. Two women clashed with each other in the intellectual opposition for the right to live their lives. Stormy spring force against the power of fertile autumn.