Whether she had either common sense or Scripture, is a very different question.
Poor Lucia, too, tried to make the best of the matter; and to take the new intimacy as Valencia would have had her take it, in the light of a compliment to herself; and so, in her pride, she said to Valencia, and told her that she should love her for ever for her kindness to Elsley, while her heart was ready to burst.
But ere the fortnight was over the Nemesis had come, and Lucia, woman as she was, could not repress a thrill of malicious joy, even though Elsley became more intolerable than ever at the change.
What was the Nemesis, then?
Simply that this naughty Miss St.Just began to smile upon Frank Headley the curate, even as she had smiled upon Elsley Vavasour.
It was very naughty; but she had her excuses.

She had found Elsley out; and it was well for both of them that she had done so.

Already, upon the strength of their supposed relationship, she had allowed him to talk a great deal more nonsense to her,--harmless perhaps, but nonsense still,--than she would have listened to from any other man; and it was well for both of them that Elsley was a man without self-control who began to show the weak side of his character freely enough, as soon as he became at ease with his companion, and excited by conversation.

Valencia quickly saw that he was vain as a peacock, and weak enough to be led by her in any and every direction, when she chose to work on his vanity.

And she despised him accordingly, and suspected, too, that her sister could not be very happy with such a man.
None are more quick than sisters-in-law to see faults in the brother-in-law, when once they have begun to look for them; and Valencia soon remarked that Elsley showed Lucia no _petits soins_, while he was ready enough to show them to her; that he took no real trouble about his children, or about anything else; and twenty more faults, which she might have perceived in the first two days of her visit, if she had not been in such a hurry to amuse herself.