That unconscious victim must have contrived, in all innocence, to "dodge" the gentleman who was looking out for him, for they did not meet.
On the Sunday it happened that neither of the brothers went to church.
Lord Hartledon, on awaking in the morning, found he had a sore throat, and would not get up.

Val did not dare show himself out of doors.

Not from fear of arrest that day, but lest any officious meddler should point him out as the real Simon Pure, Percival Elster.

But for these circumstances, the man with the writ could hardly have remained under the delusion, as he appeared at church himself.
"Which is Lord Hartledon ?" he whispered to his neighbour on the free benches, when the party from the great house had entered, and settled themselves in their pews.
"I don't see him.

He has not come to-day." "Which is Mr.Elster ?" "He has not come, either." So for that day recognition was escaped.
It was not to be so on the next.