There are numbers of such men as the Duke and such women as the Duchess in our midst.

Both are, however, drawn with mastery.
Browning has rarely done his work with more insight, with greater keenness of portraiture, with happier brevity and selection.

As in _The Flight of the Duchess_, untoward fate has bound together two temperaments sure to clash with each other--and no gipsy comes to deliver the woman in this case.

The man's nature kills her.

It happens every day.