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Megan thought she had it all—a good job, a caring family and a fianc� who would make a wonderful husband. But then her perfect world fell apart, and she found that her one hope was Professor Jake van Belfeld.
He seemed determined to rebuild her life—but why was he taking such a personal interest in her? Did he think that her heart needed his attention, too?
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- Published on: 2012-06-01
- Released on: 2012-06-01
- Format: Kindle eBook
About the Author
Romance readers around the world were sad to note the passing of Betty Neels in June 2001.Her career spanned thirty years, and she continued to write into her ninetieth year.To her millions of fans, Betty epitomized the romance writer.Betty’s first book, Sister Peters in Amsterdam,was published in 1969, and she eventually completed 134 books.Her novels offer a reassuring warmth that was very much a part of her own personality.Her spirit and genuine talent live on in all her stories.
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The corridor was gloomy by reason of its being on the top floor of the oldest part of the hospital, and largely unused save by the staff of the pathological department and anyone needing to visit them. One such visitor was standing there now, just where the corridor turned at a sharp angle, staring with horror at the shattered glass dish at her feet. She had been carrying it, and its grisly contents, and, believing there to be no one to impede her progress, had been running…
The person she had run into eyed the horrid mess on the floor thoughtfully. She was a tall, splendidly built girl, with dark hair twisted into an elegant chignon, a pretty face and large brown eyes.
She said calmly, 'You were running, Nurse Wells.' It wasn't an accusation, merely a statement. 'I take it that this is—was the specimen from Mrs Dodds? Do go and tell Professor van Belfeld that you have had an accident with it.'
Nurse Wells was a very junior nurse, healthily in awe of her seniors. She whispered, 'I daren't, Sister. He—he frightens me. When I dropped the forceps last week on the ward he looked at me. I know he didn't say anything but he-he just looked. Could I write him a note?'
Megan Rodner suppressed a smile. 'Well, no, I think not, Nurse.' She paused, looking at the woebegone face before her; any minute now and Nurse Wells was going to burst into a storm of tears. 'Go back to the ward, and tell Staff Nurse to give you something to do where you can pull yourself together. I'll see Professor van Belfeld and explain.'
She was rewarded with a relieved sniff and a watery smile. 'Oh, Sister, you are a dear—I'll work ever so hard.'
'Good—and don't run!'
Left alone, Megan stood for a mere moment staring down at the ruined result of several days' treatment on Mrs Dodds, who hadn't been co-operative and would be even less so now. The professor would be annoyed, hiding icy anger behind a calm face. Unlike Nurse Wells, Megan wasn't afraid of him—she rather liked him, as far as one could like a person who made no effort to be more than coldly courteous.
She walked down a small dark passage leading off the corridor and opened the door at its end. The path. lab. was a complexity of several large rooms, all occupied by white-coated workers and a vast amount of equipment; she went past them all, exchanging hellos as she went, and tapped on a door in the last of the rooms.
The professor's room was quiet after the hum of noise from the rest of the department. He was sitting at his desk, writing, a big man with wide shoulders and fair hair thickly sprinkled with grey. He said without looking up, 'Yes?'
'Sister Rodner from Queen's Ward, sir. The specimen from Mrs Dodds—'
He interrupted her, 'Ah, yes, leave it with Peters; I'll need to see it myself.' He added belatedly, 'Thank you, Sister.'
'I haven't got it,' said Megan baldly. 'The dish was—that is, it's smashed.'
He looked up then, his cold blue eyes searching her face. She studied his face as she waited for him to say something. He was a handsome man with a commanding nose and a mouth which could become thin at times. It was thin now. 'Where is it?' His voice was quiet.
'In the corridor…'
He got up, towering over her. 'Come with me, Sister, and we will take a look.' He held the door and she went past him, back through the department and out into the corridor with him at her heels, and she stood silently while he crouched down to take a close look. He got to his feet and growled something she couldn't understand—Dutch swear words, she reflected, and she could hardly blame him. 'You dropped the dish, Sister?' His voice, with its faint accent, was gently enquiring.
She looked him in the eye. 'It fell, sir.'
'Just so. And whom are you shielding behind your—er—person, Sister?'
When she didn't answer, he said, 'You are perhaps afraid to tell me?'
'Good heavens, no,' said Megan cheerfully, 'I'm not in the least afraid of you, you know.'
He said nothing to that, only gave her a frigid stare. 'Be good enough to repeat the treatment, Sister, and when it is completed kindly let me know and I will send one of the technicians to your ward to collect it.'
She smiled at him. 'Very well, sir. I'm sorry about the accident; it's kind of you not to be too annoyed.'
'Annoyed? I am extremely angry,' he told her. 'Good day to you, Sister.'
Dismissed, she walked away and he watched her go, very neat in her dark blue uniform and the muslin trifle the sisters at Regent's wore upon their heads. Only when she had reached the end of the corridor and was out of sight did he go back to his office.
Megan went back to her ward, spent a difficult fifteen minutes persuading Mrs Dodds that it was necessary to repeat the treatment once again, and then repaired to her office to drink a soothing cup of tea and wrestle with the off-duty book. She was joined presently by her senior staff nurse, Jenny Morgan.
'Nurse Wells is in the linen cupboard, tidying. She's still crying.'
'Are there enough of us on to keep her there for a bit? The list will be starting soon—you'd better take the first case up. Nurse Craig can take the next one.' She plotted out the afternoon's work and Jenny poured second cups.
'Was he furious?' she wanted to know.
'Yes, but very polite. He'll send a technician when the next specimen's ready.'
'Oh, good. No one knows anything about him, do they? Perhaps he's crossed in love.' Jenny, who was for ever falling in and out of love with various housemen, sounded sympathetic.
Megan had opened the off-duty book again, and she said indifferently, 'I dare say the man's married with half a dozen children. He might be quite nice at home.'
Jenny went away and she concentrated on the off duty, but not for long. She was going out that evening, a rather special occasion, for she was to meet Oscar's parents. She had been engaged to Oscar for six months now and this was the first time she was to meet his family. He was a medical registrar, considered to be an up-and-coming young man with a good future. He had singled her out a year or more ago and in due course he had proposed. She had had her twenty-eighth birthday a day or two before that and since he seemed devoted to her and she liked him very much, indeed was half in love with him, she had agreed to become engaged. She had had proposals before but somehow she had refused them all, aware that deep inside her was a special wish to meet a man who would sweep her off her feet and leave her in no doubt that life without him would be of no use at all, but in her sensible moments she knew that she expected too much out of life. Solid affection, a liking for the same things—those were the things which made a successful marriage. In due course, she supposed, she would become Mrs Oscar Fielding. During their engagement she had endeavoured to model herself on Oscar's ideas of womanhood; he had hinted that she was a little too extravagant—what need had she to buy so many clothes when she spent so much of her time in uniform? And shoes—did she really need to buy expensive Italian shoes? He was always very nice about it and she had done her best to please him but just once or twice lately she had wondered if she was living up to his ideals. He never allowed her to pay her share when they went out together nor had he suggested that she should save for their future, with the consequence that she had a nice little nest-egg burning a hole in her pocket. She would, she decided, have to talk to him about it. It wasn't as if she wasted her money—she bought good clothes; classical styles which didn't date, but just lately she hadn't bought anything at all, wishing to please him. Perhaps she would get the chance to talk to him that evening.
The theatre cases went up and came back, she applied herself to the running of the ward and at five o'clock handed over to Jenny.
'Going out, Sister?' asked Jenny, tidying away the report book.
'Yes, with Oscar—I'm meeting his people.'
'Have a lovely evening,' her right hand wished her. 'It's take-in tomorrow. I expect you'll go somewhere nice.'
She spoke sincerely. She liked Sister Rodner but she thought Oscar was a stuffed shirt. Not nearly good enough for the beautiful creature preparing to leave the office.
In her room, Megan inspected her wardrobe. Something suitable, but what was suitable for meeting one's future in-laws? She decided upon a crepe-de-Chine dress in a pleasing shade of azure blue, long-sleeved and high-necked, and covered it with a long loose coat in a darker blue. The coat was a very fine wool and had cost a lot of money justified by its elegance. She chose the plainest of her Italian shoes, found a handbag and gloves and went down to the hospital entrance.
He was waiting for her; he was also in deep conversation with Professor van Belfeld, who saw her first but gave no sign of having done so. Megan wasn't a girl to dither; she walked across to them and said, 'Good evening, sir' and then, 'Good evening, Oscar.'
The professor rumbled a good evening and Oscar said self-consciously, 'Oh, hello, Megan. Of course you know the professor?'
'Indeed, yes.' She gave him a smiling nod.
'Don't let me keep you,' said the professor. He sounded quite fatherly. 'I wish you a very pleasant evening.'
Oscar beamed at him. 'Oh, I'm sure of that, sir. Megan is to meet my parents for the first time.'
'Ah—delightful, I'm sure.' His chilly gaze took in the diamond ring on her finger, his face expressionless.
He watched them get into Oscar's elderly car before turning away and going to the wards.
Oscar'...
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2 of 2 people found the following review helpful.
Old Fashioned Love Story
By Nan51
Despite the stories being somewhat formulaic, there are exceptions that stand out. This is one of them. The characters are more developed and there are no villains, just realistic disappointments. The disappointment is inevitable for the real romance between Megan and the Professor to happen.
If you are not familiar with Betty Neels' novels, they are old fashioned or "straight-laced" as she puts it. But the attraction between the characters is undeniable. It's closer to Jane Austen and Georgette Heyer than modern romance writers. A close embrace and kisses is as far as it goes.
I enjoy them because you get a picture of the place, the society, the food and fashions. Not just boy meets girl. But they are feel good stories and this one is among my favorites. The romance is very sweet.
0 of 0 people found the following review helpful.
I loved it!
By Mandy
Megan's life is perfect she's engaged to a young doctor, she enjoys her job working as a nurse, and she recently acquired a flat of her own away from the other nurses. Yet everything changes on the trip home to introduce her family to her fiance Oscar. He falls head over heels in love with her shy younger sister. At first Megan just assumes he's being nice spending time with her family but when the truth comes out she finds she's not as disappointed by the news as she thought. Her heart is cracked but not broken like any other women who had found out her fiance had fallen in love with another woman.
Megan has the attention of Professor Jake van Belfield a pathology professor she just doesn't realize that he's in love with her. After all he's a little older quiet, a successful professor what would he see in her. As the professor goes out of his way to visit her, even offering her a chance to work in Holland at an orphanage giving her a much needed change. Megan sees the professor as being very kind and helpful but her mother is sure that he's in love with her daughter. Will Megan figure out the truth?
I love Megan she's a strong character not your typical skinny blonde but a real woman with curves. She's a nurse working in a tough hospital but doesn't let the laundry guy get the best of her. Even after her engagement ends she handles it better than most. Who doesn't love a knight in shiny Rolls Royce rolling into save the day. I love the professor he's just so dreamy and he cares dearly for Megan it's so sweet.
I've been a fan of Betty Neels since I was a teenager thanks to my grandmother leaving me a few boxes of books when she passed away. She left me a good 40 of her books all of which I've read before long ago. When I needed a rich character the first to come to mind are the men of Betty Neels books, the girl are always poorer struggling type. They feel like real characters that get a happy ever after. The Quiet Professor is a Harlequin so it's a fast paced quick sweet romance novel. These books always make me crave toast and tea it's because of them I've become such a tea drinker. Anyway I love the characters, love the sweet unsuspecting romance and just love all of her books. These are perfect for a quick afternoon read. Of course I plan to read this as well as the rest of her books again.
0 of 0 people found the following review helpful.
I LOVED this Professor and loved the book
By Maryann Anderson
Megan Rodner was engaged (sort of) to Dr. Oscar Fielding. He had given her an engagement ring but she had never been able to get him to be very specific about WHEN they were going to get married. He just said that they would get married --someday. Oscar had been scheduled to come over to Megan's house for dinner and she had spent hours preparing a special meal for him. Then a few minutes after he was due to arrive at her apartment and after dinner was already on the table, he called her and told her that he couldn't make it because he had decided to attend a party with some of his buddies. Professor Jake van Belfeld, who worked with Megan at the hospital, happened to come by her apartment and saw the special dinner Megan had prepared and saw that Megan was crying because Oscar had found something he would rather do. Jake asked if he would do as a stand-in so he stayed and had dinner with her and helped to cheer her up.
The first time Megan took Oscar home to meet her parents and her brother and sister, he and her sister fell in love and Megan was dropped so Oscar could be with Melanie. Megan seemed to take this in stride (she IS from England) but I was outraged on her behalf. I was also relieved when Megan actually had a few crying jags over losing Oscar. I would hate to think she would cry over his not coming over for dinner but would not cry when he dumped her for her sister! Obviously it all turned out to be positive because after being dumped by Oscar, she was free to fall in love with Jake.
Names of the hero and heroine in some of the Betty Neels books I have read were Eleanor and Fulk, Esmeralda and Thimo, Emmy (not so bad) and Ruerd, Charity (also not so bad) and Tyco, Beatrice and Gijs, James (fine) and Clotilde. I'm not saying there is anything actually wrong with the other names but they are names that are not heard in this country and were so foreign to me that I had absolutely no idea how to go about pronouncing them. Imagine my relief when I started reading this book and discovered that the main characters were Megan and Jake!
I have read probably 30 or 40 books by Betty Neels and in some of them it takes me a little while to warm up to the hero and in a few of them I NEVER end up liking the hero. However, in this book, I fell in love with Jake from his very first appearance in the book. This is another book by Betty Neels that I loved and is a book that I highly recommend.
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