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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anything that Judy can’t solve.” “Well, you were Judy Bolton when you solved all those mysteries. I met you when the whole road. “Who’s going to stop us? And who wants to explore a gloomy old tower, anyway? Let’s look for the fountain.” “Do you think we should?” Lorraine asked. “It won’t be enchanted. I told you—” “What you did wasn’t easy, Judy.” “It didn’t need to be as hard as it was,” Judy confessed. “Before I met you,” Judy said, thinking back, “there were plenty of them I couldn’t explain. There was one I used to call the spirit of the fountain, but what she was or how she spoke to me is more than I know. If my grandparents knew, they weren’t telling. “For what?” asked Judy. Now Judy did remember. It was something she Judy was almost sorry she had mentioned it. She Dick Hartwell for a quiet, refined boy who would never stoop to crime. “I don’t see what all this has to do with the fountain,” had just started working on the paper. Judy remembered Lois said impatiently. “Are we going to look for it, or aren’t we?” springs at me,” Judy explained. and Judy hadn’t noticed her old eyes twinkling her childish resentment of her parents’ vacation or idea so many thrilling adventures awaited her. There came and spilled over on one of the magazines. As Judy wiped it away she noticed that it had fallen on a picture of a fountain. “A fountain with tears for water. How strange!” she remembered saying aloud. Judy had never seen a real fountain. The thrill of walking up to the door of the palatial Farringdon-Pett mansion was still ahead of her. On the lawn a fountain still caught and held rainbows like those she was to see on her honeymoon at Niagara Falls. But all that was in the future. If anyone had told Peter was to win Judy’s heart when he gave her a kitten and suggested the name Blackberry for him. The kitten was now a dignified family cat. But the summer Judy found the picture of a fountain and spilled tears on it she had no kitten. She had nothing, she confessed, not even a friend. It had helped to pretend the fountain in the picture was filled with all the tears lonely girls like herself had ever cried. “But that would make it enchanted!” she had suddenly it distinctly. She had turned to see her grandmother and to hear her say in her usual abrupt fashion, “Enchanted fountain, indeed! If you let people know your wishes instead of muttering them to yourself, most of them aren’t so impossible.” Judy was telling them without interruption. “That’s the unsolved mystery,” Judy replied. “There weren’t any of them impossible.” And she went on to tell them how, the very next day, her grandparents had taken her to a fountain exactly like the one in the picture. It was in the center of a deep, circular pool with steps leading up to it. Beside the steps were smaller fountains with the water spurting from the mouths of stone lions. Judy had stared at them a moment and then climbed the steps to the pool. “Am I dreaming?” she remembered saying aloud. “Is this beautiful fountain real?” A voice had answered, although she could see no one. “Make your wishes, Judy. Wish wisely. If you shed a tear in the fountain your wishes will surely come true.” “A tear?” Judy had asked. “How can I shed a tear when I’m happy? This is a wonderful place.” “Shed a tear in the fountain and your wishes will surely come true,” the voice had repeated. “But what is there to cry about?” “Then you—you are the fountain!” Judy remembered exclaiming. “But a fountain doesn’t speak. It doesn’t have a voice.” “Wish wisely,” the voice from the fountain had said in a mysterious whisper. CHAPTER II “Oh, Judy! Don’t keep us in suspense any wise wish. There had been so much she wanted in “But what were they?” Lois insisted. Judy did not notice the fear in her eyes as she replied “Every one of them,” Judy agreed, “even the one or that he would become a G-man, and he didn’t know he had a sister. It is strange, isn’t it? But the strangest thing of all was the fountain itself.” “Why?” asked Lorraine. “Do you still think it was enchanted?” Lois laughed at this, but Judy was serious as she drowsy. Then I found a hammock and climbed into it. I must have gone to sleep, because I remember waking up and wondering if the voice in the fountain had been a dream.” “A hammock?” Lois questioned. “Are you sure it “No, it was a hammock all right,” Judy assured I had been older or more experienced. I really should have investigated it more thoroughly and learned the secret of the fountain. But after the ripples went away it didn’t speak to me any more, and I didn’t really think it had heard my wishes. I was still wishing “It was all because of my foolish jealousy.” things started happening so fast that I completely forgot about the fountain. Honestly, Lois, I don’t believe I thought about it again until after we moved to Farringdon and I walked up to your door and saw the fountain on your lawn.” “The Farringdon-Pett puddle, I always called it,” Lois said with a giggle. “I’ve seen lots nicer fountains.” “You have?” asked Judy. “Then maybe you’ve seen the one I’ve been telling you about. I think the show you.” Lois and Lorraine had finished their dessert while Judy was telling them the story of the fountain. Somehow, she wasn’t hungry for hers. She had tasted it too often while she was making it. reached it first and yowled for Judy to open it. confessed Lois as she followed Judy to the sewing The exploration began enthusiastically with Judy relating still more of what she remembered about the fountain. “When I told Grandma about it she laughed and said I must have dreamed it. She said if wishes came she?” Judy wondered. “When I first remember this “Maybe they wanted it that way. Maybe they wished neither of them would outlive the other. If they did wish in the fountain,” Judy went on more thoughtfully, “I’m sure that was one of their wishes. Another could have been to keep the good old days, “Don’t you trust him now?” Judy asked. she would say. Judy wondered, as they searched was of a jealous disposition. Was the green-eyed in Lorraine’s face as she gazed at a picture of one of the fountains and then said in a tight little voice, “It is. It’s the very same one.” “But that’s the picture I’ve been searching for!” Judy said eagerly. “Do you know where it is?” But, apparently, Lois did not understand it that way. If she did, she pretended not to. “Where?” she asked. “To the fountain? I’d love to, wouldn’t you, Judy?” “I certainly would,” Judy replied enthusiastically. “I think so,” Lois answered after studying a little more closely the picture they had found. “It looks like the fountain on the Brandt estate.” “The department store Brandts?” Judy questioned. “Then my grandparents must have driven old Fanny the hilltop. They were to park the car where no Judy thought she would, but she wasn’t too sure. easy to park in out-of-the-way places. Judy laughed and said if they did find the fountain she thought she’d wish for one exactly like it. “Well, you know what your grandmother said “Watch out!” Judy suddenly exclaimed. “There’s it was a stranger to Judy, but she would remember

<question>:
Which mystical element didn't Judy claim to encounter?

<options>:
A gnomes
B ghosts
C a magic carpet
D a talking fountain

<answer>:

C