The Oil Jar by Luigi Pirandello There was a large crop of olives that year. The full trees had all produced firm fruit, in spite of the fog that had stifled them when in blossom. Zirafa had a fair number of them on his farm. He saw that the five old glazed ceramic jars he had in his cellar wouldn't be enough to hold all the olive oil from the new harvest. So he had ordered a sixth, larger one in advance from Santo Stefano di Camastra, where they were made. It was nearly as tall as a man, beautiful, big-bellied and majestic. For that new jar he had paid four good Sicilian dollars in hard cash. He stored it temporarily in the wine-press shed. A jar like that had never before been seen. It could hold at least 50 gallons. It was the end of the third day of the harvest. Three of the farmhands who had been knocking down the olives went into the wine-press shed to put away the ladders and the poles. They stood completely still when they saw the new jar. They were shocked to find that the beautiful new jar had been split almost in two. It was as if someone had cut it clean through with his hatchet, across the widest part of its belly, all the way down. The next day, Zirafa had his servant, Uncle Dima, repair the jar. Uncle Dima used cement and passed pieces of iron wire through two adjacent holes. Then, with pincers, he twisted the ends of the wire. He sweated and worked for buo hours. "Now help me get out," Uncle Dima said at last. But the jar was very narrow around the neck. Uncle Dima couldn't get out. Zirafa threatened to fine Uncle Dima if he broke the jar in order to free himself. So Uncle Dima stayed put. Later that evening, Zirafa was awakened by the noise of dancing and singing. Coming out onto his balcony, he saw, in the moonlight, that the farmhands were dancing and singing around Uncle Dima, who was singing from inside the jar at the top of his voice. Zirafa could not control himself. Like a mad bull, he dashed out and gave the big jar a push that sent it rolling down the hillside. The jar smashed into aSelect the correct answer. What does Uncle Dima win?
A.
He does not have to pay Zirafa the fine.
B.
He does not have to fix the broken oil jar.
C.
He gets to keep all the olives he knows off the trees.