“Hey” I yelled in an exited voice “ look what I found!” It was a white necklace, but what were those beads? I picked it up, they were hollow and small, rubbing it around in my hand realizing it was pearls. “ I found a pearl necklace!” These things are worth fortunes. I decided to sell it so I drove myself to a pawn shop. For some reason I don’t know why I wanted to taste them, “they seem fine enough” I said aloud. Swishing then in my mouth noticing how weird they feel but how nice they taste, I took it out of my mouth and set the necklace down. Half an hour later nearly to the shop it started smelling really bad. I pulled over so I could search my car, nothing. “ what is this horrible smell?” While I was looking around the car a cop pulled over. He started to say “Hey you need help?” But stopped dead sentence when he got to my car. He picked up the necklace and smelt it. “ why would you own such a horrid smelling thing?” I snatched it from him and had a sniff for my self. “That’s what smells bad!” I said in relief “but why does it smell so bad?” The officer offered to take me to the shop since my car smelt so bad he about threw up. Turns out it was somehow washed up from a thousand years ago and worth hundreds of millions.
"The Canterbury Tales" is actually a book that was written by <span>Geoffrey Chaucer and based on the excerpt taken from this book, the statement that best states how the Pardoner is being described in this passage is that he is confident and a suave performer. The answer would be B.</span>
