Ralph peered at the child in the twilight.
'Now tell us. What's your name?'
'Percival Wemys Madison. The Vicarage, Harcourt St. Anthony, Hants, telephone, telephone, tele'
As if this information was rooted far down in the springs of sorrow, the littlun wept. His face puckered, the tears leapt from his eyes, his mouth opened till they could see a square black hole. At first he was a silent effigy of sorrow; but then the lamentation rose out of him, loud and sustained as the conch.
Which of the following answer choices offers the most complete and accurate explanation of the meaning of the passage below?