From jealousy people stab one another, and poison one another with arsenic!

One is perhaps the son of the carrier, who owns a couple of cottages let out to tenants; or the son of the blacksmith, at whom several caps are set, and about whom no little jealousy rages.

"You're going to drive me crazy desperate, too, some day, on that jealousy stuff.

More frequently this kind of jealousy vents itself in mutilations.