I idly asked him what it was, and he showed it to me; it was amusing to look at the names of the people, and I turned over the leaves curiously.

Suddenly my attention was arrested by a name I knew--'Giovanni Saracinesca,' written clearly across the page, and below it, 'Felice Baldi,'-- the woman he had married.

The date of the marriage was the 19th of June 1863.

You remember, perhaps, that in that summer, in fact during the whole of that year, Don Giovanni was supposed to be absent upon his famous shooting expedition in Canada, about which he talks so much.
It appears, then, that two years ago, instead of being in America, he was living in Aquila, married to Felice Baldi--probably some pretty peasant girl.

I started at the sight of the names.