A Prima Donna’s Jealousy
A Detective’s Experience
“I shall never forget,” said Mr. F——, “a circumstance that occurred here in the winter of 185-. It was illustrative, in an almost immeasurable degree, of that peculiar element in a woman’s character—jealousy.
One night, Mr. I—— and myself were seated in the office, solacing ourselves after a hard day’s work with cigars and an occasional sip of brandy, when the porter entered and announced a lady wishing to see us. She followed immediately behind him, and the announcement was hardly made when she stood before us.
A lady, evidently. There was no mistaking the haughty carriage, the dignified yet imposing manners. A heavy dark veil obscured her features, but I knew intuitively that the woman was beautiful. There was that… Read More