She had never seen him in her life.
Aylmer was wandering about the half-dismantled house _desoeuvre_, with nothing to do, restlessly counting the minutes till two in the afternoon.

He remembered the very little that Vincy had told him of Mavis; how proud she was and how hard up.

He saw her through the window.

She looked pale and rather shabby.

He told the servant to show her in.
'I've just this moment got your letter, Miss Argles.