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

<passage>:
I'm talking sense. Listen! I'm in trouble because I went to Earth to look for a wife. You're standing here right now because you're on your way to Venus for a husband. So let's." Venus Is a Man's World BY WILLIAM TENN Illustrated by GENE FAWCETTE the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] Actually, there wouldn't be too much difference if women took over the Earth altogether. But not for some men and most boys! to suggest that—that—" "Now, Miss Sparling, no hoopla. I'm saying let's get married, and you jam-packed with three hundred females just aching to get themselves husbands in the one place they're still to be had—the planet know it. You figured out from what the boy told you that I was chewing hammocks. That meant only the ship's crew was up and about. Ship's crews are men women are too busy with important things like government case of emergency. I looked for the important decided to go after a husband on a luxury liner. On a cargo ship, now, I'd be climbing from deck to deck on a ladder instead of having gravity standing in them, like those knights they used to have back in the Middle Ages. "In the event of disaster affecting the oxygen content of with hammer upon wall, remove spacesuit and proceed to don it in the following fashion." I read the "following fashion" until I knew it by heart. Well! Didn't I know from my civics class that only women could be Earth Citizens these days? Sure, ever since the Male Desuffrage Act. And didn't I know that you had to be a citizen of a planet in order to clause—'Miss Evelyn Sparling and all dependent male members of family, looked hard and soft at the same time. And his face was brown. Not just ordinary tan, you understand, but the deep, dark, burned-all-the-way-in brown I'd seen on the lifeguards combed-out waves with a yellowish tinge that boiled all the way down how Undersea had been built on the bottom of the Gulf of Mexico, when the mineral resources of the land began to give out and engineers figured that a lot could still be reached from the sea bottoms. He nodded. He'd heard about the sea-bottom mining cities that were bubbling under protective domes in every one of the Earth's oceans just about the same time settlements were springing up on the planets. He looked impressed when I told him about Mom and Pop being one of the first couples to get married in Undersea. He looked thoughtful when I disgusted when I told how Mom, as Undersea representative on the World Council, had been one of the framers of the Male Desuffrage Act after the Third Atomic War had resulted in the Maternal Revolution. He almost squeezed my arm when I got to the time Mom and Pop were blown "Well, after the funeral, there was a little money, so Sis decided we might as well use it to migrate. There was no future for her on Earth, she figured. You know, the three-out-of-four." "How's that?" Earth can expect to find husbands. Not enough men to go around. Way back in the Twentieth Century, it began to be felt, Sis says, what with the wars and all. Then the wars went on and a lot more men began to die husband, he's not much to boast about." The stranger nodded violently. "Not on Earth, he isn't. Those busybody anura make sure of that. What a place! Suffering gridniks, I had a bellyful!" He told me about it. Women were scarce on Venus, and he hadn't been able to find any who were willing to come out to his lonely little islands he had decided to go to Earth where there was supposed to be a surplus. Naturally, having been born and brought up on a very primitive planet, he didn't know "it's a woman's world," like the older boys in school used to say. The moment he landed on Earth he was in trouble. He didn't know he had to register at a government-operated hotel for transient males he and imagine !—he not only "What happened?" I asked breathlessly. After a moment of sober reflection, I nodded. "You're right. I've also "You had a lot of brothers, Mr. Butt?" the light globe. "No more'n twelve—not counting five government paddlefeet, of course. I'm a peaceable planter. Way I figure it, violence never accomplishes much that's important. My brother Sas, off-hand, that he wouldn't at all object if I brought him some fresh fruit. It seemed there was nothing but processed foods in the lifeboat And he'd be off again, cross-examining me about Evelyn. I sat in the was a lot of stuff I didn't know. Evelyn was a healthy girl, for how healthy, exactly, I had no way of finding out. Yes, I'd speak of, back in Undersea, but—yes, I'd guess Evelyn knew about as "I am very sorry, Miss Sparling," he said with pretty heavy sarcasm, "but I cannot remember any of the agricultural products of the Macro Continent. Since the human population is well below one per thousand square miles, it can readily be understood that the quantity of tilled soil, land or sub-surface, is so small that—Wait, I remember come only from Leif Erickson Island off the Moscow Peninsula of the Macro Continent? You remember, purser—Wang Li's third exploration, where he proved the The moment she sat me down and walked slowly around me, I knew I was Earth against the possibility that they might be read by susceptible young male minds like yours. She would not have allowed—this Terran Agent—" time and not being able to help it. I mustn't give Mr. Brown away! "They're trappers and farmers, pioneers and explorers, who're building Venus. And it takes a real man to build on a hot, hungry hell like a second pair of ears. "Tell me more." "You can't have meek, law-abiding, women-ruled men when you start civilization on a new planet. You've got to have men who aren't afraid to make their own law if necessary—with their own guns. That's where law begins "They are remarkably well-organized for a young boy's ideas. A boy who, I might add, has previously shown a ridiculous but nonetheless entirely masculine boredom with political philosophy. I plan to have a government career on that new planet you talk about, Ferdinand—after I have found a good, steady husband, of course—and I don't look I was sweating. Sis has that deadly bulldog approach when she feels All the same, I wouldn't get Mr. Butt Lee Brown into trouble if I could him. And the quick, nodding way she said she would made me feel just a when she saw the wild mass of hair rolling down his back. So Sis went in and I followed right after her. Mr. Brown closed the "First, Mr. Brown," she began, like talking to a cluck of a kid in want to foul up Venus." "We haven't done so badly on Earth, after the mess you men made of politics. It needed a revolution of the mothers before—" "Needed nothing. Everyone wanted peace. Earth is a weary old world." "It's a world of strong moral fiber compared to yours, Mr. Alberta Lee Brown." Hearing his rightful name made him move suddenly and tower over I suppose you didn't know that under space regulations that makes him equally guilty?" "No, Sis, he didn't," I was beginning to argue. "All he wanted—" "Sure I knew. Also know that if I'm picked up as a stowaway, I'll be sent back to Earth to serve out those fancy little sentences." "Well, you're guilty of them, aren't you?" He waved his hands at her impatiently. "I'm not talking law, female

<question>:
How did Brown react to Evelyn?

<options>:
A He got angry
B He gave up trying to respond to her accusations
C He disliked her
D He agreed the revolution on earth had been needed

<answer>:

B