The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman John is practical in the extreme. He has no patience with faith, an intense horror of superstition, and he scoffs openly at any talk of things not to be felt and seen and put down in figures. John is a physician, and perhaps—(I would not say it to a living soul, of course, but this is dead paper and a great relief to my mind)—perhaps that is one reason I do not get well faster. You see, he does not believe I am sick! And what can one do? If a physician of high standing, and one’s own husband, assures friends and relatives that there is really nothing the matter with one but temporary nervous depression—a slight hysterical tendency—what is one to do? My brother is also a physician, and also of high standing, and he says the same thing. So I take phosphates or phosphites—whichever it is, and tonics, and journeys, and air, and exercise, and am absolutely forbidden to “work” until I am well again. Personally, I disagree with their ideas. Personally, I believe that congenial work, with excitement and change, would do me good. But what is one to do? I did write for a while in spite of them; but it does exhaust me a good deal—having to be so sly about it, or else meet with heavy opposition. I sometimes fancy that in my condition if I had less opposition and more society and stimulus—but John says the very worst thing I can do is to think about my condition, and I confess it always makes me feel bad.
Question: Use the passage to answer the question. How does John act as a foil to his wife? (1 point) Responses He encourages her to work more, which causes her to tire easily. He encourages her to work more, which causes her to tire easily. He disallows her from working, which hinders her ability to get better. He disallows her from working, which hinders her ability to get better. He encourages her to socialize, which increases her nervousness. He encourages her to socialize, which increases her nervousness. He prevents her from exercising, which makes her more depressed.