Above the door were fastened a couple of antlers.
The Kammerjunker's sister, Miss Jakoba, a young lady of about thirty, neither stout nor thin, but with a strange mixture of joviality and indolence, approached them.

She appeared to rejoice very much in the visit.
"Well, you are come over, then!" said she to Wilhelm.

"I thought you had enough to do with your examination." Wilhelm smiled, and assured her that after so much study people required relaxation.
"Yes, you doubtless study in handsome boots!" said the young lady, and in a friendly manner turned toward Sophie.

"Good heavens, miss!" she exclaimed, "how the sun has burnt your nose! That looks horrible! Don't you ever wear a veil?
you, who otherwise look so well!" Otto was a stranger to her.

He escaped such unpleasant remarks.