Description
She had been seriously ill. For a few days it made no difference that it was autumn, one of the most beautiful that she might know. She stayed in the front room on a cot with an abundance of cool pillows. The door remained open, for there was a kind of claustrophobia while she scarcely breathed; by lack of oxygen all other capacity for emotion was suspended, and with forced objectively she contemplated the ensuing question, Does cessation of breathing end all emotion?
Recommended Citation
Wood, Allyn
(1945)
"The Mullein,"
Manuscripts: Vol. 13
:
Iss.
2
, Article 2.
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https://digitalcommons.butler.edu/manuscripts/vol13/iss2/2
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