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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JAMIESON Mrs. Jamieson and her son were very comfortable, even in the coldest spoke of it, except at first, when Earl was a boy of seven and they had For Mrs. Jamieson was one of the Konvs. Several times in the past seven years Mrs. Jamieson had seen other while her husband had been one of twenty-eight persons. She decided then that her efforts would be too ineffective. The odds were wrong. She would wait until her son, Earl, was grown. Together they would seek revenge. He did not have the cylinder—not yet. But he would. The Konvs took care of their own. Her husband had been one of the first, and they would not forget. One day the boy would disappear for a few hours. When he returned the small patch of gauze would be behind his ear. She would shield him until the opening healed. Then no one would ever know, because now they could do it without leaving the tell-tale scar. Then they would seek revenge. It happened to Earl one hot summer day when he was fourteen. Mrs. Jamieson was working in her kitchen Earl supposedly was swimming with his friends in the river. Suddenly he appeared before her, completely nude. At sight of his mother his face paled and he began to shake violently, so that she was forced to slap him to prevent hysteria. She looked behind his ear. "Mom!" he cried. "Mom!" He went to the window and looked out toward the river, where his friends were still swimming in the river, with great noise and delight. Apparently they did not miss him. Mrs. Jamieson handed him a pair of like his before. He asked who was Earl Jamieson, and I said I was. Then "Better put your trousers on," Mrs. Jamieson said. "It's something very "Well, don't take on so. You'll get used to it." "But they shouldn't have! They didn't even ask me!" He started for the door, but she called him back. "No, don't run away from it now. This is the time to face it. There are two sides to every story, you know. You hear only one side in school—their side. There is Mrs. Jamieson held out her hand. "Come here, son. It's time I told you Mrs. Jamieson told how Stinson, knowing he had made too many cylinders "You have asked many times," Mrs. Jamieson said, "how your father "I don't blame you, mother," Earl said simply. "But we are freaks. the walls in rest rooms." "Of course they do—because they don't understand! They are afraid of us. Wouldn't you be afraid of someone who could do the things we do, if you That is, the first shock was over. Mrs. Jamieson watched Earl leave the house, walking slowly along the river, a boy with a man's problems. His friends called to him from the river, but he chose not to hear. at night mostly, taking longer and longer jumps, until Earl's would find only the bare footprints of a woman and a boy. They would swear and drive back to their offices to dig through files, searching for some clue to their identity. It was inevitable that they should identify Mrs. Jamieson as one of the offenders, since they had discovered, even before Stinson took his Earl changed. Even before the summer was over, he matured. The childish antics of his friends began to bore him. "Be careful, Earl," his mother would say. "Remember who you are. Play with them sometimes, even if you don't like it. You have a long way to go before you will be ready." remembered about Stinson and Benjamin and Straus. She never tired of discussing them. She would tell about Benjamin's wife, Lisa, and try to describe the horror in Lisa's young mind when the news went out that E. Mason Jamieson had been killed. She wanted him to learn as much as possible about his father's death, knowing that soon the Agents would be after Earl. They were so clever, so persistent. She wanted him to be ready, not only in ways of avoiding their traps ... but ready with a Sometimes when she talked about her husband, Mrs. Jamieson wanted to stand up and scream at her son, "Hate, hate! Hate! You must learn to hate!" But she clenched her hands over her knitting, knowing that he would learn it faster if she avoided the word. Earl was ready for college. They had successfully kept their secret. They had been vigilant in every detail. Earl referred to the "damn young doctor will be needed. Study hard, Earl. Learn all you can. Even the great ones get sick." She did not mention her secret hope, that before they left Earth he would have fully avenged his father's death. He was clever and Mrs. Jamieson furnished it carefully but, oddly, rather lavishly. Mrs. Jamieson was becoming obvious. Excitement brought color to her cheeks when she thought of Earl facing finished she showed Earl regally into the room, making a big joke of it. alone, at your age. Most boys do." "I'm not like most boys, mother. The Konvs saw to that. Sometimes I'm sorry. Back in high school I used to wish I was like the others. Do you Mrs. Jamieson turned to leave the room, but he stopped her. "You She turned her back and slammed the door. Earl stood very still for In the spring Mrs. Jamieson caught a virus cold which resulted in a long convalescence. Earl moved into the new bedroom. At first she thought he moved in an effort to please her because of the illness, but she soon grew aware of her mistake. One day he disappeared. Mrs. Jamieson was alarmed. Had the Agents found him? She watched the killed himself. Mrs. Jamieson dropped the paper immediately and went had been killed by the Agents the week before. He had gone completely insane and made the raid singlehanded. Mrs. Jamieson read the account of crimes committed by the man and his wife, and determined to prevent Earl from making the mistake of taking on more than he could handle. When she arrived at her own home, Earl was in his room. Mrs. Jamieson had to sit down. Finally she was able to ask, "How did it He pointed to the paper on his desk. Mrs. Jamieson, trembling, picked it up and read the names. Seeing them there, written like any other names would be written, made her furious. How could they? How could the her mind, they even sounded like ordinary names—and they shouldn't! She had always thought that those names, if she ever saw them, would be filthy, unholy scratches on paper, evil sounds, like the rustle of Mrs. Jamieson was furious. "And you believed him?" Mrs. Jamieson stopped on her way out of the room and laid a hand on his will learn the truth about the Agents." Beyond the closed door, out of sight of her son, Mrs. Jamieson gave rein to the excitement that ran through her. He had wanted the names! He didn't know why—not yet—but he would. "He'll do it yet!" she whispered to the flowered wallpaper. She didn't care that no one heard her. He turned away from her. "It doesn't matter whether I did or not. They will suspect me. His name was on the list." "They will," she agreed. "It doesn't matter who the Konv is, now that Mrs. Jamieson's face colored, then drained white. Earl stunned immobile—not by the blow, but from the knowledge that she years ago, teasing them. They linked your pattern with mine. They know that your father and I had a son. Your birth was recorded. The only He was entirely nude ... but it seemed natural and right. Then Mrs. Jamieson saw him. "Benjamin!" she cried. "I knew someone would come." He smiled. "This is your son?" Earl said, "Why was my father killed?" one thought of hatred at them, but of course they did not hear her. Benjamin's hands gripped tightly. Mrs. Jamieson slowly opened her eyes.... Mrs. Jamieson could not remember, before she died.

<question>:
Why is Mrs. Jamieson protective of Earl?

<options>:
A She wants to preserve him to seek revenge for her
B She doesn’t want him to be seen without her since the Agents fear her
C She thinks he will misuse his powers for evil
D She worries the other children will report him

<answer>:

A