She wished also, _very_ much, that Bruce should never see her again, but didn't know how to encompass this.

She must find a way.
On the other hand, after the first shock and disgust at seeing him, Edith's anger with Bruce himself had entirely passed.

Had she not known, for years, that he was a little weak, a little fatuous?
He was just as good a sort now as he had ever been, and as she was not blinded by the resentment and fury of the real jealousy of passion, Edith saw clearly, and knew that Bruce cared far more for _her_ than for anybody else; that in so far as he could love anybody he loved her in his way.
And she wanted to keep the whole thing together on account of Archie, and for Dilly's sake.

She must be so kind, yet so strong that Bruce would be at once grateful for her forbearance and afraid to take advantage of it.

Rather a difficult undertaking!...
And she had seen Aylmer again! There was nothing in it about Miss Argles.