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

<passage>:
Years He didn’t expect to be last—but neither did he anticipate “About ten years ago,” Giles NEARLY TWO hundred years of habit carried the And maybe it would do no good. floor. Giles made the expected thirty years was a number a man could risk. If he made it, though.... Well, he’d see those grandchildren of his this year—and Maybe the ship would fail. But there’d be other grandchildren. With the ship, he’d have time Giles thought as carefully as of time! Thirty years was a long time, when he stopped to think of it. —LESTER DEL REY enough to look them up. Plenty for breath and feeling his heart hammering in his chest. He’d been a fool to come to work, Giles remembered that Dubbins been a joke about his growing old, after all. But now, in a few days, he’d be his old—no, of course not—his young self again! He resented every second of it. It was as if the almost forgotten specter of age stood beside him, For eighty years now, they’d been sending out the little ships that vanished at greater than the need the super-light drive if they a hundred other worlds make a taking pictures of wherever they arrived. So far, none had ever returned were to span much more of the the first hope they’d found that the century-long trips between stars in the ponderous shuttles might be ended and he should have been filled with excitement Universe than now. And he could or been located. This was Giles dropped the report wearily shuttle. He fingered the microstrip inside while he drank another coffee, and finally pulled sent an elaborate tercentenary greeting verse—one that would arrive ninety years too late! Harry had been born just before Earth passed the drastic birth limitation job. He stretched experimentally, spoiled him. He’d even tried to avoid the compulsory emigration draft and stay on with his mother. It had been the bitter quarrels with the eternal unconscious broken Giles’ fifth marriage. expectation that he would that. Harry had nothing but praise for the solar system where he’d been sent. He barely mentioned being married on the way or his dozen children, but filled GILES SNORTED and turned against the background of an alien but attractive world. He had no desire to spend ninety years cooped up with a bunch of callow young emigrants, even in one of the improved Exodus shuttles. And even if Exodus ever got the super-light drive working, there was no reason he should give up his work. The discovery that men could live practically forever had put an end to most family ties He took a quick look at Giles and wore thin in half a century—which wasn’t much time Then he studied Giles more carefully. Giles. Maybe we’ll all get to see sentiment to get shorter as their number increased. There’d been a song once—something about the years dwindling down. He groped for now, though it had once seemed long enough. Strange how the years seemed Drat it! Now he’d probably lie awake most of the night again, trying to recall them. Giles grunted in irritation. He there were endless questions that kept it on his mind. And even when it had been covered and it, and Giles felt a sinking sensation. a family. Giles had been living here for nearly a century now and he’d never regretted it. But tonight his own group irritated him. He puzzled over it, finding no real reason. Certainly they weren’t Giles forced his attention on “One of my sons—” Giles couple of hundred years! While super-speed drive, and there he had no wish to talk until he could study the final report. He gave up at last and went to his own suite. What he needed was a good night’s sleep after a little relaxation. Giles had heard it all before. Even that failed him, though. He’d developed one of the finest chess collections in the world, but tonight it held no interest. And their first fifty years of education were finished, and the older men were too conservative for really the years helped to add to the richness of living now. He gave it up and went to bed—to have the fragment of that or other. Could they really dwindle down? Suppose he couldn’t rejuvenate all the way? He knew look Giles had seen too often been fifty when he finally learned how to work with the doctors and they could only bring him back to about thirty, instead of the normal early twenties. Would that “Wait a minute.” Giles felt the Giles shook his head at what should move out. Maybe trying family life again would give him then shuddered. It hadn’t been that kind of spring for him—not this rejuvenation nor the last, nor the one GILES TRIED to stop scaring It occurred to Giles then that you really want to risk losing the rest of your life rather than waiting a couple more centuries until for a second Giles’ heart caught Giles shook his head, interrupting and clicked off. Giles turned to me, too, Mr. Giles. But—well, the lines and couldn’t remember. He faced away from Giles, It was no consolation. Giles “Thirty years, maybe. But we can make them better. Geriatric “And then....” Giles couldn’t pronounce the words. He’d grown old and he’d grow older. And eventually he’d die! An immortal man had suddenly found death hovering on his trail. The years had dwindled and gone, and only a few were left. saved him the suspense of growing doubt and horrible eventual discovery. Giles hadn’t heard since the man eternity was no longer a part of him. Even his car would outlast him. He climbed into it, still partly GILES FOUND himself lying arise. Those wouldn’t matter much now. For a man who had thought of living almost forever, thirty years was too short a time to count. He was passing near the club and started to slow. Then he went on without stopping. He wanted no chance to have them asking questions he couldn’t answer. now Giles wanted no kindness. and he drove on. What else was there for him? There, at least, he could still fill his time with work—work Giles puzzled over it doubtfully. that might even be useful. he’d seen him, but that could hardly explain his taking a twenty-year shuttle trip for such a slim reason. It was no concern of morose man the last few times In the future, men would Giles heard the other man’s was something. And he might keep busy enough to forget sometimes that the years were gone for him. Automatic habit carried him It would be cold comfort but it Giles with his shoes. “I’d be Giles frowned. He’d expected “As all right as I’ll ever be,” he told her. “They tell me I’m just growing old.” didn’t go in for home visits now—they preferred to see their on, he’d be missing the old days when he’d had a mansion and counted his wealth in possessions, instead of the treasures he could build inside himself for the future loved being driven. Even after chauffeurs were a thing of the past, Harry had driven him around. Now he’d taken to walking, face hadn’t changed much. Giles as so many others had, for he’d never seen even pictures of his other grandchildren. Family ties melted away too fast for interstellar travel. Yet there seemed to be no slackening of them in Harry’s He read Harry’s note again, with its praise for the planet and its invitation. He wondered if years of practice. Giles felt like that, before he left. Or had he even been one of those over, and led Giles into a room He listened as Giles stumbled itself. “The years dwindle down to a precious few....” he remembered. “A precious few.” Those dwindling years had been precious once. He unexpectedly Then abruptly the line finished recalled his own grandfather knee and slipping him candy that was forbidden. The years seemed precious to the old man then. At Giles’ look, he smiled faintly. holding him on an old Giles shrugged and reached for

<question>:
How did Giles feel about family in the beginning?

<options>:
A he cared less about them as time wore on
B Harry reminded him too much of his ex-wife
C he liked some of his children, but not all of them
D he loved them but didn't want to travel for ninety years

<answer>:

A