Clif could run fast indeed. And nobody else in his town could run faster than he. So Clif was proud of this and always ready to show people how fast he could run. One day a thief broke into his house, took some of his things and ran away as fast as he could. Clif ran after him, shouting, "Hey, Stop! Stop! Don’t you know you can’t get away from me" But the thief ran even faster. Clif got so angry that he ran hardest. He was soon several miles away from his home. He was still running along when he met a friend. "Why are you in such a hurry " the friend asked. "I’m trying to catch a thief," said Clif. "But where is the thief" asked the friend. "Miles and miles behind," said Clif. "He thought he could run faster than I, but you see he is wrong !\ Clif could run fastest in his town.

A. Right.
B. Wrong.
C. Doesn’t say.