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.