If anything Louisa was her favourite.

Louisa was better company, to begin with; and Louisa, with her cleverness and her salary and her general air of indifference and prosperity, raised no questions.
Besides, Louisa was married.
But Juliana, toiling from morning till night for her eighty pounds a year; Juliana, painful and persistent, growing into middle-age without a hope, Juliana was an incarnate reproach, a perpetual monument to the folly of Tollington Moon.

Juliana disturbed her dream.
But nobody else disturbed it, for nobody ever came to their half of the house in Camden Street North.

Louisa used to come and go in a brief perfunctory manner; but Louisa had married the Greek professor and gone away for good, and her friends at St.Sidwell's were not likely to waste their time in cultivating Juliana and Mrs.Moon.The thing had been tried by one or two of the younger teachers who went in for all-round self-development and were getting up the minor virtues.

But they had met with no encouragement and they had ceased to come.