Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

<passage>:
The Happy Castaway Jonathan Fawkes opened his eyes. He was flat on his back, and a girl girl's face. His pale blue eyes traveled upward beyond the girl. The had burst open like a ripe watermelon. He was surprised that he had He shook his head. "No," he reassured her. "I left him on Mars. He had an attack of space sickness. I was all by myself paused. "I guess the automatic deflectors slowed me up or I would have been a cinder by this time," he said. The girl didn't reply. She continued to watch him, a faint enigmatic smile on her lips. Jonathan glanced away in embarrassment. He wished that pretty women didn't upset him so. He said nervously, "Where am I? I couldn't have slept all the way to Jupiter." The girl shrugged her shoulders. surprise. His pale blue eyes returned to the landscape. A mile across "We hit this asteroid." "But that was three years ago." "Has it been that long? We lost track of time." She didn't take her eyes off him, not for a second. Such attention made him acutely self conscious. She said, "I'm Ann. Ann Clotilde. I was hunting when I saw realized that the girl's dark blue eyes had strayed beyond him. A frown of concentration marred her regular features. He turned around. stomach and began to crawl away from the wreck. Jonathan Fawkes stared after the girl. "What's wrong?" "Centaurs! Isn't there anything new under the sun?" "Well, personally," she replied, "I never saw a Centaur until I was foremost over the edge. Jonathan tumbled after her. He hit the bottom, Jonathan turned around, started back for the space ship. "Where are you going?" cried Ann in alarm. He lifted his eyebrows. He thought, she is an amazon! He firmly Jonathan threw himself down backwards, kicked the girl's feet out from A voice shouted: "What's going on there?" He paused shamefacedly. A second girl, he saw, was running toward her sarong fashion. She bounced to a stop in front of Jonathan, her brown eyes wide in surprise. He thought her sarong had been a table "Don't let him get away!" cried Ann. A third girl skidded around the bend in the canyon. Jonathan backed off Ann Clotilde cried in anguish: "Don't let him get away!" Jonathan chose the centaurs. He wheeled around, dashed back the way Jonathan was game, but the nine husky amazons pinned him down by sheer Jonathan had never been so humiliated in his life. He was known in the "You won't try to get away?" said Ann. "No," he replied with as much dignity as he could summon while being held aloft by four barbarous young women. Jonathan Fawkes' humiliation was complete. He meekly trudged between two husky females, who ogled him shamelessly. He was amazed at the ease with which they had carried him. He was six feet three and no light he thought he was gone, then Ann grabbed him by the scruff of his neck, "Look!" cried Ann pointing over the edge. Jonathan mistook them for horses. Then he saw that from the withers up resumed their march. Jonathan scrambled up hills, skidded down slopes. fellow you are?" She pinched his cheek. Jonathan blushed. reappeared. He imagined that it had crashed into the mountain, skidded and rolled down its side until it lodged beside the stream. It reminded him of a wounded dinosaur. Three girls were bathing in the stream. He looked away hastily. Someone hailed them from the space ship. "We've caught a man," shrieked one of his captors. A flock of girls streamed out of the wrecked space ship. "A man!" screamed a husky blonde. She was wearing a grass skirt. She had green eyes. "We're rescued!" "No. No," Ann Clotilde hastened to explain. "He was wrecked like us." "Oh," came a disappointed chorus. "He's a man," said the green-eyed blonde. "That's the next best thing." "Oh, Olga," said a strapping brunette. "Who'd ever thought a man could look so good?" "I did," said Olga. She chucked Jonathan under the chin. He shivered With a sigh of relief, he started to sit down. A lithe red-head sprang women. As the meal boisterously progressed, he regained sufficient courage to glance timidly around. Directly across the table sat a striking, caught him staring at her and rolled her eyes at him. He returned his He shuddered, but looked up questioningly. "How about coming with me to gather fruit?" cried the green-eyed "you great big handsome man." until the cups and plates danced. Jonathan had gathered that she was rest." She turned to Jonathan who had shrunk down in his chair. "How "No." He pushed back his plate with a sigh. "If I only had a smoke." Olga gave her unruly black hair a flirt. "Isn't that just like a man?" "I wouldn't know," said the green-eyed blonde. "I've forgotten what they're like." wanted to sleep. "What?" he said. "You look exhausted," said Ann. Jonathan dragged himself back from the edge of sleep. "Just tired," he mumbled. "Haven't had a good night's rest since I left Mars." Indeed it was only by the most painful effort that he kept awake at all. His "now he wants to sleep. Twenty-seven girls and he wants to sleep." "He is asleep," said the green-eyed blonde. Jonathan was slumped forward across the table, his head buried in his Ann said to Olga tug. "It's no use," groaned Ann, straightening up and wiping her bright At these words, Jonathan raised upright as if someone had pulled a rope. Olga clapped her hand to her forehead. "And this," she cried "is what The next day found Jonathan Fawkes hobbling around by the aid of a all around warily. None of the girls were in sight. They had, he presumed, gone about their chores: hunting, fishing, gathering fruits hanging around. As long as he was an invalid he was safe, he hoped. He sighed. Not every man could be waited on so solicitously by on the back of a centaur. He looked up with a start. Ann Clotilde was "How's the invalid?" she said, seating herself beside him. "Hot, isn't it?" he said. He started to rise. Ann Clotilde placed the "Sure enough?" said Jonathan with involuntary interest. He began to She said, "You're the best looking thing." She rumpled his hair. "I Jonathan put his arm around her gingerly. "Ouch!" He winced. He had forgotten his sore muscles. "I forgot," said Ann Clotilde in a contrite voice. She tried to rise. He pulled her back down. "Not so you could notice it," he grinned. Jonathan leaped to his feet, dumping Ann to the ground. He jerked around. All twenty-six of the girls were lined up on the path. Their features were grim. He said: "I don't feel so well after all." Jonathan's hair stood on end. He felt rather than saw Ann Clotilde take "We could draw straws for him," suggested the green-eyed blonde. Jonathan edged away in consternation. Jonathan never stopped until he was back in the canyon leading to the At the spot where he and Ann had first crawled away from the centaurs, surprise at Jonathan. A third man ran from the cruiser, a Dixon Ray Jonathan's face broke into a grin. He said, "Do any of you know how to They glanced at each other in perplexity. Jonathan laughed outright. He shook his head. They argued, they cajoled, but Jonathan was adamant.

<question>:
Why did Ann smile when she met Jonathan?

<options>:
A She thought he was there to rescue her
B She knew he thought she was pretty
C She had thought he was dead
D She hadn't seen a man in 3 years

<answer>:

D