"Needle in air, I stopped what I was making. From the upper casement, my look-out on the sea, I saw them disembark and find the path; I heard that whole drove of mine break loose on the beautiful strangers. I slipped down the ladder. When I heard men breathing and sandals kicking the stones, I threw open the door. A shaft of light from the zenith struck my brow, and the wind let out my hair. Something else swayed my body outward. "Welcome!" I said- the most dangerous word in the world."
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Novelists from the United StatesShort story writers from the United StatesPresidential Medal of Freedom recipientsPhotographers from the United StatesPeople from Mississippi
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beginning of "Circe", story collected in The Bride of the Innisfallen and Other Stories (1955)
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Eudora Welty
Eudora Welty (April 13, 1909 – July 23, 2001) was American short story writer and novelist who wrote about the American South. She was born in Jackson, Mississippi, United States. During the 1930s, Welty worked as a photographer for the Works Progress Administration.
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