Jealousy has none of these labyrinthine methods; it goes straight with fiery passion to its end.

It may be said, then, that Constance is not a study of jealousy.

But it may be a study by Browning of what he thought in his intellect jealousy would be.

At any rate, Constance, as a study of self-sacrifice, is a miserable failure.

Moreover, it does not make much matter whether she is a study of this or that, because she is eminently wrong-natured.