He hollered, "There's nothin here but a sucklin pig!" "Well," said the mama, "I never said what kind of baby I was givin up. And that little pig did belong to me before I gave it over to you, Mister Hairy Man." "Shoot!" hollered the Hairy Man. He raged and he yelled. He stomped and yammered and bared his drippin teeth. Finally, he took the pig and tore out to the swamp. He knocked down trees and let loose rocks and boulders all the way. In the mornin, say there was a big, wide path right through the swamp just like a cyclone cut along through it. Trees torn clear up, roots and all, and lyin there on the ground. After all that, when it was most safe, Wiley came down from the loft. "Is that man gone, Mama?" he asked his good mama. "Oh, yes, child," said his mama. "Old Hairy Man won't hurt you ever again. Because we did surely fool him three times." And that was the end of that. But they say that Hairy Man is still deep in the swamps somewhere. Say he is waitin on the right time. —“Wiley, His Mama, and the Hairy Man,” Virginia Hamilton How is the story’s conflict resolved? A. Wiley’s hounds attack the Hairy Man.
B. Wiley climbs a tree that is so large the Hairy Man cannot chop it down. C. Wiley and his mama trick the Hairy Man three times, and he is forced to leave. D. Wiley steps on the Hairy Man after turning him into a possum.