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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PEGGY FINDS THE THEATER I Dramatic Dialogue “Of course, this is no surprise to us,” Thomas Lane But it was one thing to go to bed and another to go to sleep. the patterns of light and shade cast by the street cookies, kissed her parents good night and went upstairs to bed. said to his daughter Peggy, who perched tensely on since you were out of your cradle. It’s just that decisions like this can’t be made quickly.” calling it a quick decision!” She turned to her mother, her hazel eyes flashing under a mass of dark chestnut curls. “Mother, you understand, don’t you?” lamp outside as it shone through the leaves of the big maple tree. As she watched the shifting shadows, your way. The only question is whether the time is right, or if you should wait longer.” against the wall behind him. He took his time before answering. When he finally spoke, his voice was warm and slow. Nothing seemed quite right. Peggy’s thoughts shifted with the shadows overhead. All the plays she had ever seen or read or acted in melted together in a blur, until the characters from one seemed to be talking with the characters from another and moving about in an enormous set made of pieces from two or three different plays. More actors kept coming on in a fantastic assortment of costumes until the stage was full. Then the stage lights dimmed, the actors joined hands across the stage to bow, the curtain slowly descended, the lights went out—and Peggy was fast asleep. just the same way when I was your age, except that for me it was singing instead of acting. But—” and here her pleasant face betrayed a trace of I wasn’t quite good enough or else I didn’t really want it hard enough—to go on with all the study and practice it needed.” She paused and looked thoughtfully at her daughter’s intense expression, then took a deep breath before going on. Her father replied in little puffs as he drew on his pipe to get it started. “I ... never said ... I didn’t ... understand you ... did I?” His pipe satisfactorily sending up thick clouds of fragrant smoke, he took it out of his mouth before continuing more evenly. keep you in suspense long, dear. Why don’t you go out for a walk for a while and let us go over the situation quietly? We’ll decide before bedtime.” Peggy nodded silently and walked to the kitchen As she stepped out into the soft summer dusk she turned to look back just in time to see her mother throw her a comically exaggerated wink of assurance. Feeling much better, Peggy shut the screen door behind her and started for the barn. think. Its musty but clean scent of straw and horses and leather made her feel calm and alive. Breathing in its odor gratefully, she walked into the half-dark to Socks’s stall. As the little bay horse heard her coming, she stamped one foot and softly whinnied a greeting. Peggy stopped first at the bag that hung on the wall the stall, she thought about her life in Rockport and the new life that she might soon be going to. 7 18 her mind that she was going to do so. If not now, then as soon as she possibly could. It was not any dissatisfaction with her life, her she reminded herself she was running to Would it really be like that? Or would it be something different, something like the dreary side-street world of failure and defeat that she had also seen in from office to office looking for a part in a play, Peggy suddenly laughed aloud and brought herself back to reality, to the warm barn smell and the big, sense if I’m going to go out on my own! We’ll go for a fast run in the morning and see if some fresh air won’t clear my silly mind!” With a final pat, she left the stall and the barn behind, stepping out into the deepening dusk. It was still too early to go back to the house to see if her parents had reached a decision about her future. Fighting down an impulse to rush right into the kitchen to see how they were coming along, Peggy continued behind them into a pattern of leafy lace. For a moment, or maybe a little more, she wondered why she wanted to leave this. What for? What could ever be better? “Again, I’m afraid,” she answered. “Maybe it’s a nervous habit!” into the basin and rinsed off the soap with a shampoo hose. When she came up at last, dripping-wet steamy room and into her cozy, if somewhat cluttered, bedroom. When they had made themselves straight to the point. “So the grand debate is still going on, is it? When do you think they’ll make up their minds?” she asked. “How do you know they haven’t decided anything was yes, I wouldn’t have to wait to hear about it! You would have been flying around the room and talking a mile a minute. So I figured that nothing was decided yet.” her. A short, breathless pillow fight followed, leaving the girls limp with laughter and with Jean having to with her parents. “They both seemed to think it was fair,” she concluded, “and when I went out, they were talking it over. They promised me an answer by bedtime, and decision. You know,” she said suddenly, sitting up on the floor and crossing her legs under her, “I bet comedy and character lines as well as anyone I reading lines well. There’s the ability to make the you either have it, or you don’t. It’s like being double-jointed. I can make an audience laugh when I have good lines, but you can with you all the way, even with bad lines. That’s your mind as easily as all that?” Peggy asked. “That’s the dark and devious part of my plan,” Jean answered with a mysterious laugh that ended in then I’ll feel that I’ve really done something worth while.” Peggy nodded silently, not trusting herself to speak for fear of saying something foolishly sentimental, or even of crying. Her friend’s earnestness about the importance of her work and her faith in Peggy’s talent had touched her more than she could say. 14 The silence lasted what seemed a terribly long for cocoa! By the time we’re finished, it’ll be about time for your big Hour of Decision scene!” It was nearly ten o’clock when Peggy finally felt that her parents had had enough time to talk things out. Leaving the Wilson house, she walked slowly despite her eagerness, trying in all fairness to give her mother and father every minute she could. Reaching heard her father’s voice raised a little above its normal soft, deep tone, but she could not make out the words. Crossing the porch, she caught sight of him not a man in the world who can hold out against two determined women.” He leaned back against the fireplace mantel, waiting for the explosion he felt sure was to follow his announcement. But Peggy just stood, hardly moving a muscle. Then she walked carefully, as if she were on the deck of a rolling ship, “Where’s the enthusiasm?” Peggy swallowed hard before answering. When her voice came, it sounded strange, about two tones higher than usual. “I ... I’m trying to be sedate ... and poised ... and very grown-up,” she said. “But it’s not easy. All I want to do is to—” and she !” She yelled at the top of her lungs. After the kisses, the hugs, and the first excitement, of oatmeal cookies, no longer “sedate” or “poised,” but her natural, bubbling self. “Who was that on the phone, and where are the three of us going, and what’s all set?” what she had heard. “What are we sitting here talking for, then? I’ve got a million things to do! I’ve got to get packed ... I’ve got to think of what to of nothing more than getting to bed. This is going to be a busy time for all of us.” Reluctantly, Peggy agreed, recognizing the sense of what her father said. She finished her milk and

<question>:
How would you describe the tone throughout the passage?

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A It went from highly excited to mildly calm.
B Calm at the beginning, tense through the rest.
C While there was some uncertainty and excitement, it was relatively tranquil throughout.
D Uncertainty filled the passage, though it became calm at the end.

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C