Yet the Philadelphia clubwoman is ashamed to say that her race created it and she does not like me to write about it. The old subconscious "white is best" runs through her mind. Years of study under white teachers, a
lifetime of white books, pictures, and papers, and white manners, morals, and Puritan standards made her
dislike the spirituals. And now she turns up her nose at jazz and all its manifestations--likewise almost
everything else distinctly racial. She doesn't care for the Winold Reiss portraits of Negroes because they are
"too Negro." She does not want a true picture of herself from anybody,
Which best describes Hughes's chief concern in this excerpt?
He is distraught that this woman does not embrace her own heritage.

He is worried that this woman will not accept his work because of its topics.

He is jealous that this woman had a better education than he did.

He is upset that this woman does not appreciate the beauty of jazz music,