Mollie’s supersensitive mind was overcome by the appalling nature of the question that was made to her; and she thought how unworthy she was to make another mortal happy for a lifetime. She needed the guidance of reflection and the help of prayer to the All-wise Being that cares for the most humble of His creatures. CHAPTER XXXIII When Barclugh arrived at his office on the day that he departed from Dorminghurst, Benedict Arnold was there. Dr. Greydon had left his guest at the door and before entering his carriage, shook Barclugh heartily by the hand, as he said: “Thou hast my blessing, my friend, and may our happiness always continue as bright as it has been in the past fortnight.” Barclugh was so overcome by the sincerity of his former host and benefactor that he was visibly affected when he replied: “I thank you sincerely, Dr. Greydon, for all that you have done for me. I owe my life to your attentions. “Give my love to Miss Mollie,” were the parting words of Roderick Barclugh, as he turned to enter upon the sterner duties of his business. Greeting Arnold by the salutation: “Good morning, General,” Barclugh walked into his private office, followed by Arnold who shut the door behind them. “I am delighted to see you so well, Mr. Barclugh,” began Arnold. “It does seem more than four weeks since you were taken ill. “But I have good news for you, Mr. Barclugh. My commission as commander of West Point has been promised. I have seen the Commander-in-Chief personally. “I shall move my headquarters there this week. Now all that we need to do is to arrange the details of the surrender when I get there.” “That’s all right,” interrupted Barclugh. “I can communicate with you and forward your correspondence through our old channel until you wish to arrange the details, when you can plan to meet Major Andre and make out a plan of attack and surrender.” “That’s it, that’s it, there need be no hurry until I get on the ground and fix things,” continued Arnold enthusiastically. “But Mr. Barclugh, before I can decently leave this town, I must settle all my household debts. So, if you can favor me with five hundred pounds to-day, I shall be pleased. I will simply consider it as an advance in the total amount. I need it for expenses, you know.” “Certainly, certainly, General Arnold, you must get away as soon and as decently as possible,” replied Barclugh, going to the iron safe on the other side of the office to get the money. When General Arnold had received the money and arose to depart, he smiled significantly to Barclugh, as he remarked: “I am feeling like my old self once more. My fighting blood is up. No use talking, the sinews of war put the nerve in a man. “I am sorry to go at once, Mr. Barclugh, but my duties are pressing, and I must close up my affairs here at the earliest possible moment. Good day, Mr. Barclugh. I feel very grateful for your assistance,” concluded Arnold as he left Barclugh’s office.