He is what I was before my marriage.

It gives him pleasure.

He even smiles when he looks at me, as much as to say: 'What have you to do with this?
It is my turn now.' "This feeling is horrible.

Its burn is unendurable.

To entertain this feeling toward any one, to once suspect a man of lusting after my wife, was enough to spoil this man forever in my eyes, as if he had been sprinkled with vitriol.