Read the excerpt from My Robin by Frances Hodgson Burnett. That was the thrill and wonder of it. No bird, however evident his acknowledgement of my harmlessness, had ever hopped and REMAINED. Many had perched for a moment in the grass or on a nearby bough, had trilled or chirped or secured a scurrying gold and green beetle and flown away. But none had stayed to inquire—to reflect—even to seem—if one dared be so bold—

Which word best describes the style of the passage?

A.
colloquial
B.
formal
C.
informal