VALERE: What do I see?
FRONTIN: You see Frontin who was wearing livery this morning.
VALERE: What are you talking about? Why are you dressed this way?
FRONTIN: You will never guess, I bet.
VALERE: Whose clothes are you wearing? It's one of mine, I believe.
FRONTIN: Could well be, cause it's none of mine.
VALERE: And my wig.
FRONTIN: Good. Have I bought it. I found this under my hand, quite
ready. And your most handsome lace, and largest jewel.
VALERE: I've seen you do crazy things before, but nothing touching
such insolence.
FRONTIN: It's come right on time, sir, this opulence.
VALERE: Scoundrel, you've picked a bad time to joke.
FRONTIN: I picked my time just right, I dare to boast. To know how to
manage times for a master.
VALERE: To dare appear like this!
FRONTIN: Sir, till now, I've been careful to conceal my scoundrel like
and insolent traits. That's why you hired me! Only working first on my
own affairs, I have taken care to hide my traits with all necessary
skill.
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