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

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acid. Carol's hand was on his arm, Carol's thin and breathless voice shook as she said, "A drink—all the drinks you want." "One will do. And you." Carolyn giggled. "Oh, yes, she "You don't say—" "That'll do," said Miss Burton "Very good, Frances." with the same firmness. "Come along." They all trouped after her, Palit and Manto bringing up the rear. Manto giggled, and whispered Frances smirked at the approbation. kind of animal." "Oh, no," said Carolyn. "She first." Palit nodded, and the two men likes to be coaxed." stepped under the shade of a girlish foot down. No use arousing suspicion. Even as it was— "Gee, your father gives you an "Gosh, I wish I did." Miss Burton collected her The other one smiled with amusement and at first did not asked one of the new little girls. around her companion and George is so kind as to entertain chant, "I know a secret, I know a secret." answer. Then she began to skip "Fine. How about you, Carolyn? You and your little friend, "I know, Miss Burton!" cried Frances, a dark-haired nine-year-old can act very well. I can act like people. She can act like animals." The laughing, girlish eyes evaded a dirty look from the little friend. "She can act like with a pair of glittering any "She's certainly a talented child. But she seems so shy!" girl next to her. "My father takes me." "I wish my father would take me too," replied the other little girl, with an air of wistfulness. "Why don't you ask him to?" Before the other little girl could answer, Frances paused, cocked her head slightly, and demanded, "Who are you? You aren't in our class." little girl uncertainly. "I go to P. S. 77—" "Yes, yes, I know." A shrill cry came from another The other little girl was pushed forward. "Now, who are you ?" Miss Burton asked. "I'm Doris Palit. I went with Carolyn to the bathroom—" something you don't like. You She made a face. "Don't talk nonsense. Take your outfit, and let's get ready to go. Unless you "Why not? I've walked around dressed as worse. A drunk." went into the next room and began to change. "Carol," he called. "Do you like me?" "At times." Carolyn shrank, she hoped imperceptibly, by an inch. "I'm two—" An outburst of shrill laughter. "She's two years old, she's two years old!" "I like that. Don't you think I amount to something now? Women swoon at the sight of my "The women who swoon at you "How can I be useful, Carol? "Then you'll have to do without thinking." He came into the room again, powerful, manly, determined-looking. There was an expression If she's going to be an actress, I'll bet she'd love to see Curt George!" Mr. George. It's only two now, annoy him. Mr. George is a famous "You would talk of water, when you know how I feel." "Sorry. Come on, let's go." "But he likes children, Miss hurt him to sign an autograph!" "Oh, yes, it would," asserted one little girl. "He shakes. When In this atmosphere of giggles and whispers, Manto and Palit being noticed. Palit said savagely, "Why did you tell her that I could act too?" could exchange confidences without he has an attack of fever, his Palit, show her what a fine dragon you can—" "Stop it, you fool, before you cause trouble!" "Very well, Palit. Did I tempt you?" without a drink to pick me up?" "You've had your drink," said Carol. She was slim, attractive, and efficient. At the moment she was being more efficient than attractive, and she could sense his resentment. "That's all you get. Now, lay off, and try to be How do they stand a lifetime of it? Even an hour? "Go ahead," whispered Carol. your act. Tell them what a hero you are. You have the odds in your favor to start with." when you love me?" "If the moon turns blue." He strode to the front of the platform, an elephant gun swinging easily at his side, an easy grin radiating from his confident, rugged face. The cheers "I can't watch you the way a mother watches a child." An assistant curator of some collection in the zoo, a flustered old woman, was introducing him. There were a few laudatory references to his great talents as an "Prove it first, and I'll consider your proposal afterwards." were a little harder to take, but he took them. Then the old woman stepped back, and he was facing his fate alone. "Children," he began. A pause, He watched her move about the room, clearing away the dishes from his meager breakfast. Carol?" gives you away. You really want to marry me!" "A mistake," she said coolly. "—with hardly enough energy to let them dress you in that "You're so unforgiving, Carol. be able to resist either." as ever, small hands beating enthusiastically to indicate joy. Thank God that's over with, he But it wasn't over with. Another old lady had stepped up on the platform. "Mr. George," she said, in a strangely affected voice, like that George, not a drop." The two little girls drew apart from the others and began to of the first dramatic teacher he doing a good deed. Not a drop, young and old. Hasn't Mr. George made us happy, children?" "Yes, Miss Burton!" came the whisper into each other's ears. "I'm sorry, Palit, but it was so suggestive. And I'm a very suggestible person." He hadn't expected this, and he repressed a groan. Mercifully, "So am I. But I control myself." He grinned the thanks he didn't feel. To think that he could take enough to make me resist." "Still, I thought I saw your own face taking on a bit of her "Still, if the temptation were great enough, I don't think you'd then, Miss Burton stood upright and recited herself. That was the worst of all. He "I did it skillfully. Not a single person noticed." Carolyn to act?" "Oh, yes, I was forgetting. Come up here, Carolyn, come up, Doris. Carolyn and Doris, Mr. George, are studying how to act. don't take unnecessary chances." "Please, Miss Burton," said Doris. "I don't know how to act. I can't even imitate a puppy. Really I can't, Miss Burton—" "Come, come, mustn't be shy. Your friend says that you act very nicely indeed. Can't want to "I'll grant that you're my superior in such wisdom." I'm superior. I realize what a godsend this "Don't be silly, Palit. What chances am I taking?" pounce on the unwary hunter. Crouch now, behind that chair. Closer and closer he comes—you act it out, Mr. George, please, that's the way—ever closer, and now your muscles tighten for the spring, and you open bristles rose at the back of his neck, and his heart froze. Facing him across the platform were two lions, tensed as if to leap. Where they had come Palit and Manto stared at each other, and giggled coyly. Then, after a second to think, Palit with all the precision of an actor playing a scene rehearsed a thousand times, the gun leaped to his shoulder, and long after the echoes of the gun's speech had died away. Across the platform from him were two great bodies, the bodies of lions, and yet curiously unlike the Doris. Can she act too?" if corroded by some invisible

<question>:
Why does George like Carol more than other women?

<options>:
A She swoons at his movies.
B She works for him.
C He doesn't.
D She stands up to him.

<answer>:

D