Read the following passage and questions, then choose the right answer from options, the answer should be one of A, B, C, D.

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that was unlike either Earth or the ship, a novel and exhilarating Women may be against progress because it means new pseudo-widowhoods. Space-widowhood, for instance.... in plain sight of the scattered crowd which clustered on the other side of the space-field barriers. Even that possibility was denied her when two gently insistent middle-aged ladies indicated she was blocking the way.... house—the comfort, the safety, the—the the field, to the laboring beetle of a red tractor bearing the gangway on its busy back, to the low, blast-proof administration building. When Sue, and ... and she'll be almost as good as her father." her gaze came to the tall sign over the entrance, she hurried it past Miss Eagen (which, her neat lapel button attested, was her name) made a penciled frown as lovely as her machined smile. "Some day," she told Marcia, "we won't have to ask the passengers if they're well. It's so easy to come aboard on someone else's validation, and people don't seem to realize how dangerous that is." "The One of the passengers got aboard the fall." Even now she distinctly recalled the beginnings of the interplanetary when he was about to leave her for it. And this time it was worse than trajectory, and had to warp her in as best he could, without passing finest piece of shiphandling since mankind got off the ground." She hadn't meant to be so cruel. Or so stupid. But when they were Now the brown-clad Miss Eagen was speaking from the head of the aisle. different from being in an airplane. At the same time—" She paused, that will make you proud to belong to the human race." That had grown around the ship, Earth was a mystic circle, a shallow dish "We are now," said Miss Eagen's calm voice, "thirty-seven miles over paid more attention to Jack's ramblings about orbits and turn-over up the aisle. Miss Eagen was just rising from the chair in which she "Miss Eagen—" "Come along," said Miss Eagen cheerfully. She put a firm arm around "Now, now," said Miss Eagen briskly, "just you lie down there, Mrs. "You're not—" Miss Eagen apparently decided to take one thing at a time. "How do you feel?" There was such a long pause that Marcia opened her eyes. Miss Eagen was Miss Eagen did, swiftly and thoroughly. "You're so right," she "Thanks," said Miss Eagen flatly. Marcia felt as if she'd been slapped. Miss Eagen dried her hands and crossed to an intercom. "Eagen to Captain." Give me another forty minutes." "I think," said Sue Eagen into the mike, "that the computations can wait." "He'll be right here," said Miss Eagen. ? You—we—" He turned to Miss Eagen, who nodded once, her This time Miss Eagen didn't react at all, and Marcia knew that she had ship?" "Spin ship," she replied immediately, and looked up at him pertly, like There was a stiff silence. Marcia looked up at Miss Eagen. "It's true, you know," she said. "A man grows to love the things he has to defend, The stewardess looked at her, her face registering a strange mixture of husband, and don't you forget it." Miss Eagen's breath hissed in. Her eyes grew bright and she shook her Miss Eagen did not beat around the bush. "I've been with Captain looked at her, cocked an eyebrow, looked at Miss Eagen, and asked, "Please hurry, Pet." She turned to Marcia. "I've got to explain to the passengers that there won't be any free fall. Most of them are looking down . Centrifugal force, see?" And before she could answer him he added, "I can't talk and work at the same time." Feeling very much put-upon, Marcia waited silently until he was Miss Eagen returned. Miss Eagen looked at her coolly. "I'm sorry," she said, obviously not "About you and the captain." "You did," said Sue Eagen. "Please don't." "Because," said Miss Eagen, and in that moment she looked almost as drawn as Jack had, "I'm supposed to be of service to the passengers at all times no matter what. If I have feelings at all, part of my job is to keep them to myself." "Very courteous, I'm sure. However, I want to release you from your sense of duty. I'm most interested in what you have to say." Miss Eagen's arched nostrils seemed pinched and white. "You really want Miss Eagen gazed at her for a moment, nodded as if to herself, and to the rules. Jaywalkers. But out here jaywalkers don't have as much margin for error as they do crossing against a traffic light on Earth." better. In your case...." body's reactions to free-fall go much deeper than space-nausea and a always ." "But how?" asked Marcia, interested in spite of her resentment. "Convulsions. A battle royal between a glandular-level panic and a violent and useless effort of the will to control the situation. Muscles tear, working against one another. Lungs rupture and air especially susceptible because their protective reflexes, through and through, are much more easily stimulated." "And the only thing that can be done about it is to supply gravity?" "Or centrifugal force (or centripetal, depending on where you're standing, but why be technical?)—or, better yet, keep those people off the ships." "So now Jack will spin the ship until I'm pressed against the walls with the same force as gravity, and then everything will be all right." "You make it sound so simple." computer—working out orbital and positional and blast-intensity data that would be a hard nut for the giant calculators on Earth to crack. And he's doing it in half the time—or less—than it would take the average mathematician, because he has to because it's a life-and-death matter if he makes a mistake or takes too long." "But—but—" "But what?" Miss Eagen's composure seemed to have been blasted to "He'll spin the ship on its long axis," said the stewardess with Captain McHenry won't be able to maneuver to a landing on the Moon. "But I haven't told you the toughest part of it yet," Miss Eagen went the ship's course and landing approach are completely new. Instead of letting the ship fall to the Moon, turning over and approaching Miss Eagen was beside her in an instant, a hard small hand on her arm. these people...." "He will and he must. You surely know your husband." Miss Eagen's firm lips shut in a thin hard line. "Do as you like," she machine, like a harried bookkeeper on the last day of the month. Her lips formed his name, but she was silent. She watched him, his square, competent hands, his detached and distant face. Through the " All Earth watches me when I work, but with your eyes. " Jack had said that to her once, long ago, when he still loved her. "... human damnfoolishness botching up the equations...." He had said that once, too. Miss Eagen was standing by the hospital door, watching her. When Marcia turned away without speaking to Jack, Miss Eagen smiled and held out Eagen didn't speak Miss Eagen looked an unspoken question. Marcia said, painfully, "He's like the Captain of the There was a sudden thunder. Over Miss Eagen's shoulder, through the stars, the Moon and Sue Eagen danced and wove. Words slipped in and out Sue Eagen was there, too, and the thing she shared with Jack. Of course Jack and Sue Eagen had always had it, and always would have that he had loved and married. to me," and she found Sue Eagen's cool strong hands in hers. gunmetal-and-chrome of the ship. White sheets, a new feeling of "down"

<question>:
What best describes Miss Eagen and the Captain’s relationship?

<options>:
A They are married and expecting a baby
B Close colleagues that are bound by duty
C Secret lovers that had just been discovered
D Antagonistic colleagues that do what they need to do to work together

<answer>:

B