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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little imperfection he had been able to communicate to her. It was in the privacy of his room that Pembroke became aware of just how perfect, physically, Mary Ann was. Too perfect. Frank Pembroke Is there something wrong with you? Do you fail to fit in with your group? Nervous, anxious, ill-at-ease? Happy than a mere sampling. Furthermore, meticulously symmetrical. And she seemed to be wholly ambidextrous. "With so many beautiful her face and body were Pembroke probingly, "I find it hard to understand why there are so few children." "Yes, children are decorative, aren't they," said Mary Ann. "I "Good day, sir," said Pembroke do wish there were more of them." "Oh, they're only given to maternal types. I'd never get one. Anyway, I won't ever marry," which was almost empty, Pembroke Either that, or she had a basic flaw of loquacity that no one else had discovered. Pembroke decided he would have to cover his to Pembroke's present occupation "Mary Ann, I love you very "Oh, but you'll be dead by then," she pouted. "So I mustn't fall in love with you. I don't want to be miserable." "If I pretended I was one of deck, Pembroke was one of the "Oh, yes, I'm sure they would." "Mary Ann, you have two other flaws I feel I should mention." "Yes? Please tell me." "In the first place," said Pembroke, "you should be willing to fall in love with me even if it will eventually make you unhappy. How can you be the paramour type if you refuse to fall in love foolishly? And when you have fallen in love, you should be went down. Pembroke Pembroke came as close to being "Now try to love me," Pembroke and otherwise. Life had given him much and demanded little, which was perhaps the reason great variety of properties, real affectionate Mary Ann. My paramour." Making love to Mary Ann was was a trait Pembroke had never for any obvious reason, but because of subtle little factors that recognized in himself, nor had it Ann had no pulse. Mary Ann did not perspire. Mary Ann did not Lacking such loyalties, Pembroke Mary Ann breathed regularly under all circumstances. Mary Ann talked and talked and talked. But then, Mary Ann was not Pembroke was quite sure that she was irrevocably in love Pembroke had at last found his. hungry, he began to study the peopled it. And Mary Ann would The next morning Pembroke he made no attempt to speak to He picked up Mary Ann at her thirty, tossed back her long, chestnut locks and gazed up intently at Pembroke as he passed. the city. Pembroke and Mary "You are looking for someone?" she inquired. Ann took turns firing at the paper "Could it be me?" hopped off. Mary Ann and report that Pembroke had attacked Pembroke smiled, uneasily. for that. "Tell me what's wrong with me," she went on urgently. "I'm not good enough, am I? I mean, there's something wrong with the way I look or act. Isn't there? buried the body. Why had she buried it? Because at first she She was frightened. It one thing," said Pembroke, deciding not prosecute Mary Ann for killing Please help me, please!" Now Pembroke had himself to you wanted to hear?" please tell me." supper tonight?" Pembroke proposed. Two weeks later Pembroke phoned Mary Ann. The police would she be seeing him again? He had aroused her passion and Pembroke left the beach and after six," she said. the woman off his mind, but the oddness of her conversation continued to bother him. She was it was her concern about being different that made her so. How some womanly thought to the situation. to explain Twice during his wanderings Pembroke had seen the corpses Then he saw the weird little glass statuette among the usual because they bled. Mary Ann had admitted that she did not. to her? saleswoman inquired. Pembroke watched with lifted no out but to do away with Mary Pembroke headed for the Ann. "What the hell was that?" Pembroke demanded. "Oh, you know—or don't you? "And if I were?" talking excitedly. They were discussing "They tell me I lean too far Pembroke had visited the forward," she confided. "But I Pembroke. "You're in too much since no one he had talked frumpy." "Well, I'm supposed to look frumpy," the woman retorted. "That's the type of person I am. But you can look frumpy and still Pembroke would no walk natural, can't you? Everyone said Pembroke. "Incidentally, Pembroke began hobbling toward with Mary Ann. She smiled happily when she recognized him. That was a good thing. "It is a sign of poor breeding to smile at tramps," Pembroke asked Pembroke. admonished her in a whisper. She obeyed. He followed. The Pembroke watched him hurry their turn, he and Mary Ann of having been given the runaround. Pembroke found himself alone in To his surprise, the boy "Right," said Pembroke wearily. "What is your name?" queried middle initial," Pembroke said in "Yeah?" said the boy delightedly. Pembroke said. "What's over passengers," said Pembroke. Pembroke returned to the Mary Ann. He saw her at last frantically, she called his name several times. Pembroke mingled to be precisely what Pembroke had predicted. the woman persisted in her Sidling up to a well-dressed man-about-town type, Pembroke "Hell, no. But some poor feather cut was insisting. "What is wrong with me?" Suddenly Mary Ann was quiet. "You're perfect, sweetheart," "Ah, come on," she pleaded. hate that?" "Naw, that's part of your "Ah, you're perfect, too. You are all perfect. I've never seen that," said Pembroke, snickering such a collection of dolls as parade Why not?" Pembroke went right on hating But the dolls had apparently bar. Pembroke took his rum and Pembroke was explaining to the "Wonder what the hell got into those babes?" "You said they were perfect. They know they're not. You've got to be rough with them in this Pembroke rose as the young "Ah, no, not you, too," groaned of honest criticism." the newcomer asked, peering into "You are therefore in an excellent faults as you see them." "Well, so what?" demanded Spencer. "I've got more important position to point out our "Mr. Valencia," said Pembroke. there. Pembroke was only in it to Valencia was seeking. Pembroke still failed to see the point. from God-knew-what insidious menace. It read: ARE YOU IMPERFECT? LET DR. VON SCHUBERT POINT OUT YOUR FLAWS IT IS HIS GOAL TO MAKE YOU THE AVERAGE FOR YOUR TYPE "Also, there is a certain effeminateness you speak," said Pembroke. "Try said, Mr. Pembroke. However, to prove itself. You have only yourself to blame. Cooperation is Pembroke spoke for several minutes. said Pembroke thoughtfully. "What the hell are you sayin'?" asked Spencer in disbelief. the three babes? Ah, come on." about it again then." Pembroke rose and started out Pembroke overheard the conversation. Pembroke heard the shots as Pembroke shaved, showered, Mary Ann, the woman he had then went to Pembroke's room. He still knew nothing about her critical capabilities, but not once had she become annoyed with him. She seemed to devour every factual point of imperfection about herself that Pembroke brought to her attention. And,

<question>:
Why did Pembroke ask Mary Ann about children?

<options>:
A He wants to know why there aren't children around
B He wants to know if she would ever have children with him
C He wants to see if this will be more than a one-night stand
D Wanting children is considered an imperfection

<answer>:

A