Always joking she
is more crazy than funny. Do you recognize her, sir? She's your aunt.
VALERE: It's herself. Well, you are telling me you won money from my
aunt at cards?
FRONTIN: A little. But I won more of her heart. She adores me.
VALERE: She loves you!
FRONTIN: Yes, sir. And better yet. She wants to marry me.
VALERE: Great.
FRONTIN: Your valet Frontin could become your uncle or uncle in law
tomorrow.
VALERE: What! Seriously?
FRONTIN: The lady is serious. I have the looks to make an old woman
amorous.
FRONTIN: Without doubt. But still, to marry you must know the man.
FRONTIN: She knows me extremely well. A month of card playing causes
you to know a chap extremely well. Saying I'm from a land between
Paris and Rome, I took a name; a name half-known there. As in taking
those that have never been.
VALERE: What name?
FRONTIN: The Chevalier de Cique. Noble name She believes I'm from an
ancient family.
VALERE: I cannot get over my astonishment.
FRONTIN: Good! But that's nothing yet; I have done even more.
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