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Koosje asked. "He would come in a minute, only it is such a night!" At that moment a fiercer gust than before rattled at the casements, and the professor laid aside his scruples.
"What is the matter, Koosje?" he asked, regarding her gravely over his spectacles. "There's a woman outside dying," she panted, "I fell over her." "You had better try to get her in then," the old gentleman said, in quite a relieved tone. "You and Dortje must bring her in. Dear, dear, poor soul! but it is a dreadful night."
No thoughts of making friends with Jan entered her mind; only a great storm filled her heart till it was ready to burst with pain and anguish. As she went along the passage the professor's bell sounded, and Koosje, being close to the door, went abruptly in.
He began to feel that, grand as the study of osteology undoubtedly is, he ought not to permit it to become so engrossing as to blind him to the study of the greater philosophies of life. His reverie was, however, broken by the abrupt reentrance of Koosje, who this time was a trifle less breathless than she had been before. "We have got her into the kitchen, professor," she announced.
Very soon after their marriage Jan and his young wife left Utrecht for Arnheim, where Jan had promise of higher wages; and thus they passed, as Koosje thought, completely out of her life. "I don't wish to hear anything more about them, if you please," she said, severely and emphatically, to Dortje. But not so.
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