No winds. No gales. No breezes. No zephyrs. Life in a greenhouse is the experience of stillness. Sometimes the stillness is stifling. On sunny days the heat builds up and I sweat to no avail. No wind cools the drops of perspiration on my brow. I am tempted to go outside to be cooled and freshened, to find a shaded spot and give myself to the sweet airs of Earth. I make a vow.

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Chapter Seven - The House of Life -A Strange Stillness 

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