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

<passage>:
No doubt whatever about it, I had the Indian sign on me ... my comfortably untidy world had suddenly turned into a monstrosity of order! When I got home from the office, I was not so much tired as beaten had an absentee-wife look, and took a cold shower. The present downtown wife Molly were here to tell me why the whole place looked so woebegone. What do they do, I asked myself, that I have left undone? I've vacuumed place looked wife-deserted. when I reached the sidewalk, to find myself confronted with an almost While I looked, a big lump of it fell away, and for an instant I was able to see something that looked like a chunk of dirty glass, the size of an old-fashioned hatbox. It glittered brilliantly in the sunlight, During the day, by actual count, I heard the phrase "I'm just spitballing" eight times, and another Madison Avenue favorite, "The whole ball of wax," twelve times. However, my story had been other hand, seemed recently to be coincidence-prone, fluke-happy, and notes again to see if they would be like a letter from her. I noticed their wings all catch the sunlight at the same time. I was thinking about this decorative fact when I saw that as they were making a turn, usually very well behaved, I was astonished to hear what sounded like an incipient free-for-all, and among the angry voices I recognized that him, evidently torn between the desire to make an angry exit and the it. Those guys didn't believe it. Every round normal, nothing unusual about the hands—three of a kind, a low straight, that sort my deal. Brother! Straight flush to the king—every time! And each time, somebody else has four aces...." At the delicatessen on the corner, the man gave me three bottles in what must have been a wet bag, because as he handed them to me over the top of the cold-meat display, the bottom gave and they fell onto the tile floor. None of them broke, although the fall must have been from point where I was about to put down the word "agurgling," I decided it was too reminiscent of Gilbert and Sullivan, and stopped at the letter This was absolutely not my day. "Well," McGill said, "nothing you've told me is impossible or supernatural. Just very, very improbable. In fact, the odds against what I'm going to say. What you have told me is so impossibly unlikely, and the odds against it so astronomical, that I must take the view that must have been nearly two dollars in silver and pennies. "Do you think they'll each have the same date, perhaps?" "Did you accumulate all that change today?" "No. During the week." there are two great apparently opposite principles governing the Universe—random and design. The sands on the beach are an example of random distribution and life is an example of design. The motions of the particles of a gas are what we call random, but there are so many of them, we treat them statistically and derive the Second Law of Thermodynamics—quite reliable. It isn't theoretically hard-and-fast it's just a matter of extreme probability. Now life, on the other hand, seems not to depend on probability at all actually, it goes against it. Or you might say it is certainly not an accidental manifestation." "Do you mean," I asked in some confusion, "that some form of life is He shook his head. "No. All I mean is that improbable things usually have improbable explanations. When I see a natural law being broken, I don't say to myself, 'Here's a miracle.' I revise my version of the "I guess I must have been. It happened just after I left." "Hm. You're the center, all right. But why?" electrical storm. Something has it in for me!" McGill grinned. "Don't be superstitious. And especially don't be anthropomorphic." "Well, if it's the opposite of random, it's got to be a form of life." "On what basis? All we know for certain is that random motions are being rearranged. A crystal, for example, is not life, but it's a frowning look. I was beginning to feel hungry and the drinks had worn off. "Let's go out and eat," I said, "There's not a damn thing in the kitchen and I'm not allowed to cook. Only eggs and coffee." on around here. Every goddam car's got something the matter with it. They can't none of them back out for one reason or another. Never seen replaced by looks of suspicion and then determination. Three women in a confused wrangle, with their half-open umbrellas ladies seemed not to be. "And so now it's Missus Mac-Philip, is it?" said her adversary. I all right! "Of course I'm all right. But why...." He did so, and when he got to the summing up, I had the feeling she was "In other words, you think it's something organic?" "Well," McGill said, "I'm trying to think of anything else it might be. I'm not doing so well," he confessed. "But so far as I can see," Molly answered, "it's mere probability, and without any over-all pattern." feel all right, darling?" she asked me. I nodded brightly. "You'll think this silly of me," she went on to McGill, "but why isn't it something like an overactive poltergeist?" "Pure concept," he said. "No genuine evidence." "Magnetism?" "Absolutely not. For one thing, most of the objects affected weren't all you'd get would be stored kinetic energy, such as when a piece of "Only an analogy," said McGill. "A crystal resembles life in that it has a definite shape and exhibits growth, but that's all. I'll agree this—thing—has no discernible shape and motion it does not convert what it feeds on it merely rearranges it into a non-random pattern. In this case, it's rearranging random motions and Molly frowned. "Then what is it? What's it made of?" the atom. Another thing that's like a crystal is that it appears to be forming around a nucleus not of its own material—the way a speck of sand thrown into a supersaturated solution becomes the nucleus of crystallization." "Sounds like the pearl in an oyster," Molly said, and gave me an impertinent look. "Why," I asked McGill, "did you say the coins couldn't have the same date? I mean apart from the off chance I got them that way." "Because I don't think this thing got going before today and require retroactive action, reversing time. That's out, in my book. "I guess you dropped it on the floor, mister," he said with strong disapproval. "Certainly not," I said. "Is it broken?" "Not exactly broken "You must have joggled something loose. And then you replaced the receiver in such a way that the contact wasn't quite open." so pleased to see her that I'd forgotten all about being hungry. some mystical, Hibernian way. Hello, McGill, what's with you?" next table were a fat lady, wearing a very long, brilliant green evening gown, and a dried-up sour-looking man in a tux. When the waiter returned, they preempted him and began ordering dinner fussily: cold cuts for the man, and vichyssoise, lobster salad and strawberry parfait for the fat lady. I tasted my drink. It was most peculiar salt seemed to have been used instead of sugar. I mentioned this and my companions tried theirs, and made faces. expression and made a new batch. After shaking this up, he set out a pick, his face pink with exasperation. is a crystal, I thought to myself. the air-conditioner over the door, and as I started to say so, I made was outshouted, and the owner frowned darkly.

<question>:
What is implied by having an "absentee-wife look"?

<options>:
A It is hypermasculine
B It is sophisticated
C It is disheveled
D It is malodorous

<answer>:

C