He began by laughing his friend to scorn; then, as Medcroft persisted, went so far as to take him severely to task for the proposed imposition on the unsuspecting Rodneys, to say nothing of the trick he would play upon the convention of architects.
"I'd be recognised as an impostor," he said warmly, "and booted out of the convention.

I shudder to think of what Mr.Rodney will do to me when he learns the truth.

Why, Medcroft, you must be crazy.

There will be dozens of architects there who know you personally or by sight.

You--" "My dear boy, if they don't see me there, they can't very well recognise me, can they?
If necessary, you can affect an illness and stay away from the sessions altogether.