Excerpt from a letter to Eudora Welty from her publishing agent Darmuid Russell:
"I like it but I don’t think it is as good as others of yours that I have seen. There seems to me to be some obscurity about it that makes it difficult to understand. The face of love that you refer to is obviously some dream or imagination that has haunted Clytie…. But I think that that dream or imagination is hardly made clear enough to the reader to [explain why] Clytie commit[s] suicide."
Welty's Response:
“The face Clytie was seeking would have been more definite, except that Clytie could not ever concentrate. Perhaps the events were not strong enough to justify her sticking her head down the rain barrel, but I felt sorry for her.”
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