Rising again, he gave the driver a punch in the back, to make the fellow pull up.

But since the carriage did not stop instantly, the passenger turned round so as not to lose sight of Casanova, signalled with both hands, and finally called to him thrice by name, in a thin, clear voice.

Not till he heard the voice, did Casanova recognize who it was.

By now the carriage had stopped, and Casanova smilingly seized two hands outstretched towards him, saying: "Olivo, is it really you ?" "Yes, Signor Casanova, it is I.You recognize me, then ?" "Why not?
Since I last saw you, on your wedding day, you've put on flesh; but very likely I've changed a good deal, too, in these fifteen years, though not perhaps in the same fashion." "Not a bit of it," exclaimed Olivo.

"Why, Signor Casanova, you have hardly changed at all! And it is more than fifteen years; the sixteen years were up a few days ago.