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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The Aga Kaga's face darkened. "You dare to speak thus to me, pig of a The Aga Kaga wanted peace—a positive of making my point." "Eh?" his chair. "What's the Corps going to do about the Aga Kagans?" enjoy it. The Aga Kagans have picked this as a good time to move in. "They tried to get the Aga Kagans to join in and help them beat not to argue with Under-Secretaries? One would think you actively disliked the idea of ever receiving a promotion. I was astonished at the Under-Secretary's restraint. Frankly, I was stunned when he pulled at his lower lip thoughtfully. "Now, I wonder, should I view with deep concern an act of open aggression, or merely point out an apparent violation of technicalities...." thought I'd save a little time all around." "At times, your cynicism borders on impudence." white-jacketed waiter and regarded the flamboyant Flamme sunset, a gorgeous blaze of vermillion and purple that reflected from a still upwind at that." "Say, if that's the same barley you distill your whiskey from, I'd call that a first-class atrocity." "That would have been a mistake," said Retief. "The Aga Kagans are about these Aga Kagans," he said. "I hear they have some nasty habits. Slumped in the padded seat, the Boyar Chef d'Regime waved his cigar "Keep calm, Georges," he said. "Remember, we're on a diplomatic mission. It wouldn't do to come to the conference table smelling of goats." "Let me at 'em!" Georges roared. "I'll throttle 'em with my bare hands!" A bearded goat eyed the Boyar Chef sardonically, jaw working. "Look at "Did you see that?" Georges yelled. "They've trained the son of a—" "Chin up, Georges," Retief said. "We'll take up the goat problem along "Hold it, Georges. Look over there." Georges scrambled for the side of the car. "Just wait 'til I get my Retief pulled him back. "Sit tight and look pleased, Georges. Never trio of Aga Kagan cavaliers. The leader of the three, a hawk-faced man with a heavy beard, "Hah! The goats of the Aga Kaga graze on the lands of the Aga Kaga." "Enough of your insolence!" The bearded man cocked his rifle. "I could blow your heads off!" for a free man, a hint is enough." "You mock me, pale one. I warn you—" "Only love makes me weep," Retief said. "I laugh at hatred." Retief puffed at his cigar, eyeing the Aga Kagan cheerfully. The youth "I cannot restrain my men in the face of your insults," the bearded Aga "Distress in misfortune is another misfortune." The bearded man's face grew purple. axe?" he enquired rhetorically. "You shall visit the Aga Kaga, then. around the car. Georges started the vehicle forward, following the "You sound as though you'd brought off a coup," Georges said. "From the he saying?" "Just a routine exchange of bluffs," Retief said. "Now when we get there, remember to make your flattery sound like insults and your insults sound like flattery, and you'll be all right." "These birds are armed. And they don't like strangers," Georges said. "Maybe I should have boned up on their habits before I joined this expedition." his mouth. He wiped his fingers negligently on a wisp of silk offered by a handmaiden, belched loudly and looked the callers over. Blackbeard cleared his throat. "Down on your faces in the presence of "Sorry," Retief said firmly. "My hay-fever, you know." The reclining giant waved a hand languidly. "Never mind the formalities," he said. "Approach." silken scarf and held up a hand. "Night and the horses and the desert know me," he said in resonant tones. "Also the sword and the guest and paper and pen—" He paused, wrinkled his nose and sneezed again. "Turn off that damned air-conditioner," he snapped. He settled himself and motioned the bearded man to him. The two exchanged muted remarks. Then the bearded man stepped back, ducked his "I've had some unhappy experiences with strangers," the Aga Kaga said. settled themselves comfortably. The Aga Kaga eyed them in silence. "Modest ignorance is better than boastful knowledge," the Aga Kaga "Very well, I concede the point." The Aga Kaga waved a hand at the "Now," the Aga Kaga said. "Let's drop the wisdom of the ages and "Go ahead." The Aga Kaga kicked a couple of cushions onto the floor, "Come to the point," the Aga Kaga cut in. "You're here to lodge a "Well, I've been expecting a call. After all, it's what you gentlemen are paid for. Cheers." "Call me Stanley," the Aga Kaga said. "The other routine is just to The Aga Kaga guffawed. "For a diplomat, you speak plainly, Retief. Have Georges took a thoughtful swallow of whiskey. "Not bad," he said. "But The Aga Kaga snorted. "I thought the goats were overdoing it a bit support." "Also," Georges said distinctly, "I think you're soft. You lie around letting women wait on you, while your betters are out doing an honest day's work." The Aga Kaga looked startled. "Soft? I can tie a knot in an iron bar as big as your thumb." He popped a grape into his mouth. "As for the rest, your pious views about the virtues of hard labor are as childish as my advisors' faith in the advantages of primitive plumbing. As for "Ah, ah!" The Aga Kaga held up a hand. "Watch your vocabulary, my "Imperialism! Why, you Aga Kagans have been the most notorious "Call me Stanley." The Aga Kaga munched a grape. "I merely face the lightly as a moral duty others are dubbed imperialist merely for holding onto their own. Unfair, you say. But that's life, my friends. "We'll fight you!" Georges bellowed. He took another gulp of whiskey "Another?" the Aga Kaga said, offering the bottle. Georges glowered as his glass was filled. The Aga Kaga held the glass up to the light. "Excellent color, don't you agree?" He turned his eyes on Georges. . You, my dear sir, are but a very small nibble. We won't make the mistake of excessive greed. We shall inch our way to empire—and those who stand in our way shall be dubbed warmongers." "I see you're quite a student of history, Stanley," Retief said. "I wonder if you recall the eventual fate of most of the would-be empire have been," the Aga Kaga chuckled. He finished the grapes and "I shall know when to stop," the Aga Kaga said. "Yes, perfectly so," the Aga Kaga said. "None would dare to intrude in make in confidence? But what of our dear friend Georges? One would not "Don't worry about Georges. He's a realist, like you. He's prepared to The Aga Kaga nodded thoughtfully. "What are you getting at?" "Isn't it the custom?" the Aga Kaga smiled complacently. "I have news for you, Stanley. In this instance, neck-wringing seems more in order than hand-wringing." The Aga Kaga frowned. "Your manner—" "Never mind our manners!" Georges blurted, standing. "We don't need any

<question>:
What is Georges’ manner with the Aga Kagan?

<options>:
A Eager curiosity
B Friendly diplomacy
C Indifference
D Condescension

<answer>:

D