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

<passage>:
They were mad, all right, and now Matilda wondered if, actually, Matilda would seek the happy medium. The best that could be said for Matilda Penshaws was that she was something of a paradox. She was thirty-three years old, certainly not aged when you consider the fact that the female life expectancy is now up in the sixties, but the lines were beginning to etch their permanent paths across her face and now she needed certain remedial undergarments at which she would have scoffed ten or even five years ago. Matilda was Matilda paused. Off in the distance there was a glow on the horizon, This, in itself, was not unusual—but Matilda was so completely talk about it all to Matilda. Matilda not in the least. She had been known to say that there are over Matilda, you see, had patience. Matilda would write, and she often told her mother, the widow Penshaws, That particular night, Matilda pulled her battered old sedan into the Matilda smiled. "It wouldn't have worked out, Ma. He was too darned to hide his feelings." "Hogwash!" said her daughter. "He has no true feelings. He's sorry that he had to miss his college reunion. That's all he has to hide. A stuffy Victorian prude and even less of a man than the others." "But, Matilda, that's your fifth broken engagement in three years. It in love, Matilda—no one does. Love osmoses into you Matilda admired her mother's use of the word osmosis, but she found nothing which was not objectionable about being unaware of the impact light summer dress and took a cold shower. She began to hum to herself. She had not yet seen the pen pal section of the current Matilda switched her bed lamp on and dabbed some citronella on each Matilda read the next one twice. Then she held it close to the light Matilda even liked the sound of the name. But mostly, she had to admit Matilda could see that. But she had Matilda sighed happily as she put out the light. The moon shone in Matilda was not yet that far gone in years or appearance. Dressed properly, she could hope to make a favorable impression in person, and Matilda got out of bed at seven, tiptoed into the bathroom, showered perfectly straight, brushed her suede shoes, admired herself in the mirror, read the ad again, wished for a moment she were a bit younger, "Mother," gasped Matilda. Matilda always gasped when she saw something Then the widow Penshaws told Matilda that she could never hope to sneak only mother could cook. Matilda moodily thanked the widow Penshaws. Matilda hummed Mendelssohn's Wedding March all the way. It was her favorite piece of music. Once, she told herself: Matilda Penshaws, you Matilda kept the alarm from creeping into her voice. She muttered an Matilda did, only they didn't know any Haron Gorka, either. It turned out that no one did: Matilda tried the general store, the fire Matilda felt bad, but she had no intention of returning home this least not for a while yet. The widow Penshaws meant well, but she liked to analyze other people's mistakes, especially Matilda's. Accordingly, Matilda trudged wearily toward Cedar Falls' small and Then Matilda frowned. Twenty years from now, this could be Matilda Matilda cleared her throat. "Pardon me," she began. "I'm looking for—" "How on earth did you know?" "That's easy. You're the sixth young woman who came here inquiring about that man today. Six of you—five others in the morning, and now you in the afternoon. I never did trust this Mr. Gorka...." Matilda jumped as if she had been struck strategically from the rear. books. Scholarly gentleman, but not without charm. If I were twenty years younger—" Matilda thought a little flattery might be effective. "Only ten," she assured the librarian. "Ten years would be more than sufficient, I'm sure." "Are you? Well. Well, well." The librarian did something with the back of her hair, but it looked the same as before. "Maybe you're right. Maybe you're right at that." Then she sighed. "But I guess a miss is as good as a mile." "What do you mean?" Matilda reached into her pocket-book and withdrew a five dollar bill. "Was this the way?" she demanded. Matilda was not very good at this Matilda nodded shrewdly and added a twin brother to the bill in her Matilda assured her that it was, and, breathlessly, she wrote down the to ruin. This surprised Matilda, but she did not let it keep her made the sixth. In spite of herself, she smiled. She had not been the only one with the idea to visit Haron Gorka in person. With half a be left far behind. Matilda congratulated herself for what she thought had been her ingenuity, and which now turned out to be something which she had in common with five other women. You live and learn, thought Matilda. And then, quite annoyedly, she berated herself for not having been the first. Perhaps the other five all were satisfactory she wouldn't be needed perhaps she was too late.... As it turned out, she wasn't. Not only that, she was welcomed with open A little doubtful now, Matilda thanked him and watched him leave. He closed the door softly behind his retreating feet, but Matilda's ears It must be said to Matilda's favor that she sobbed only once. After that she realized that what is done is done and here, past thirty, she wasn't going to be girlishly timid about it. Besides, it was not For a time Matilda paced back and forth in her room, and of what was Matilda gasped once and felt about to gasp again—but by then her little while Matilda was asleep again. This time she did not dream at He had a point there, but Matilda hardly even had time to fix her hair. ordinary -looking. She almost would have preferred "I—do." Matilda had had visions of her prince charming sitting back Matilda, accustomed to social chatter, gave him a gambit. "Yes," said Matilda vaguely. Perhaps it might be better, after all, if Matilda said, "Beg pardon?" Almost at once, Matilda's educational background should have told her wanted to believe in him and the result was that it took until now for her to realize it. "Stop making fun of me," she said. "So, naturally, you'll see flaaks resignation, and he said, "Very well. I'm wrong again. You are the sixth, and you're no better than the other five. Perhaps you are even more outspoken. When you see my wife, tell her to come back. Again she is right and I am wrong...." Matilda could do nothing but leave the room, walk back through the aging woman would be as disappointed as Matilda, but a promise was a broom-stick figure, rigid. But now when she saw Matilda she perked up "You're back a bit sooner than I expected. But, then, the other five have returned, too, and I imagine your story will be similar." "I don't know what they told you," Matilda said. "But this is what in detail. She did this first because it was a promise, and second because she knew it would make her feel better. Matilda didn't understand. She didn't understand at all, but she told Matilda did not say a word. One madman a day would be quite enough for "But he's wrong. It's a hard life for a woman. Someday—five thousand, ten thousand years from now—I will convince him. And then we will And then the woman was gone. Numbly, Matilda walked to the doorway and

<question>:
Has Matilda changed the end of the story?

<options>:
A No. She still hasn’t found a husband, and will likely be Pen Pals again.
B No. She’s still looking for fantasies, as evidence by her looking up at the shooting star.
C Yes. She is like Mrs. Gorky no3, chasing after impossible theories.
D Yes. She’s more grounded now, and less naive.

<answer>:

D