I'd forgotten her.

Show her in." Zoe ushered in a tall old lady who wore ringlets and looked like a countess who haunts lawyers' offices.

Then she effaced herself, disappearing noiselessly with the lithe, serpentine movement wherewith she was wont to withdraw from a room on the arrival of a gentleman.
However, she might have stayed.

The Tricon did not even sit down.

Only a brief exchange of words took place.
"I have someone for you today.