Walter and Mary lived so near each other, yet now they never met.

Bartley took care of that.

He told Mary she must not walk out without a maid or ride without a servant; and he gave them both special orders.

He even obliged her with his own company, though that rather bored him.
Under this severe restraint Mary's health and spirits suffered, and she lost some of her beautiful color.
Walter's spirits were kept up only by anger.

Julia Clifford saw he was in trouble, and asked him what was the matter.
"Oh, nothing that would interest you," said he, rather sullenly.
"Excuse me," said she.