In the text below awnser the following question= Which details could the reader cite to show that Mary’s parents were too self-involved to take good care of her? Select all that apply.
1.“Her father had held a position under the English Government and had always been busy and sick.”
2.“Her Ayah kept the child out of sight as much as possible.”
3.“She had a little thin face and a little thin body, thin light hair and a sour expression.”
4.“Her mother had been a great beauty who cared only to go to parties and amuse herself.”
text: When Mary Lennox was sent to Misselthwaite Manor to live with her uncle, everybody said she was the angriest child they had ever seen. It was true, too. She had a little thin face and a little thin body, thin light hair and a sour expression. Her hair was yellow, and her face was yellow because she had been born in India and had always been ill in one way or another.
Her father had held a position under the English Government and had always been busy and sick. Her mother had been a great beauty who cared only to go to parties and amuse herself. She had not wanted a little girl at all, and when Mary was born she handed her over to the care of an Ayah. Her Ayah kept the child out of sight as much as possible.
One hot morning when Mary was about nine years old, she awakened feeling very angry. She felt crosser still when she saw that the servant who stood by her bedside was not her Ayah.
“Why did you come?” she said to the strange woman. “I will not let you stay. Send my Ayah to me.”
The woman looked frightened, but she only stammered that the Ayah could not come. When Mary threw herself into a passion and beat and kicked her, she looked only more frightened and repeated that it was not possible for the Ayah to come.
There was something mysterious in the air that morning. Nothing was done in its regular order and several of servants seemed missing. Those Mary did see slunk or hurried about with scared faces.
But no one would tell her anything and her Ayah did not come. She was actually left alone as the morning went on, and at last she wandered out into the garden and began to play by herself under a tree near the veranda.
She pretended that she was making a flower-bed, and she stuck big scarlet hibiscus blossoms into little heaps of earth, all the time growing more and more angry. She muttered to herself the names she would call her Ayah when she returned.