Word: valencias
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...swindler, only a poet," pleaded the handsome would-be lawyer Faustino Valentin. Citizens of Valencia, jamming the lofty, oak-paneled courtroom where he was standing trial, applauded lustily, for the swindles that Faustino had perpetrated were just such poems as all their dreams were made of. For 15 days last year, he had convinced them all-and many a harder head into the bargain-that a certain penniless foundling named Maria del Rosario was in reality a marquesa possessed of vast lands and riches. A local bank had cheerfully advanced money to Maria to clothe her new dignity. Maria...
...Madrid, the Duchess of Valencia, shapely, 36-year-old monarchist critic of Franco, suggested that her country's diplomatic corps needs a woman's touch: "I would not be surprised if Stalin's trouble is the lack of feminine influence over him. I think a woman might be able to accomplish far more with him than the Western statesmen have been able to do. I wish I could be Spanish Ambassador in Moscow . . . If I were Spanish envoy in the United States, I would go fishing with President Truman...
Charles Guy Fulke Greville, Earl of Warwick, 40, left England's autumn heat to spend five days as the house guest of Luisa Maria, Duchess of Valencia, the often-arrested monarchist gadfly of Franco Spain. After sightseeing in Madrid and a round of motoring, swimming and riding, the Earl presented the Duchess with a small memento of the occasion: a pair of Cartier's diamond cuff links bearing the Warwick coat of arms. The little interlude ended with gallant restraint as the Earl kissed his hostess' hand, boarded a plane and made his farewell: "Thank you, Luisa...
...pointed out that the title Escalona del Valle did not and never had existed in Spain. Newspapers sent their far-flung reporters scurrying. They found that there was no mansion in San Sebastián, no ranch in Andalusia, no palace in Seville, no stocks and no cash. When Valencia's Bureau of Criminal Investigation stepped in, the whole truth emerged: Faustino was not even a lawyer, but a law student who had flunked out; his documents were all forgeries...
Last week would-be Lawyer Faustino was in jail. Would-be Marchioness Carmen Trigo had a new job scrubbing floors in a Valencia hospital. She had sold all her fine clothes, jewels and furniture to pay her debts, but she still owed thousands of pesetas. Street urchins mocked, "Yah, yah. Marquesita," as she trudged to work each morning. But the kind nuns in the hospital gave Carmen a brief smile as she pushed her rag over the tile floor...