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

<passage>:
is, if he could forget that horse for a minute.... off course By Mack Reynolds surprised. "Man has been riding them for centuries." Dameri Tass shook his head. Illustrated by Kelly Freas First on nag. "It's a horse," he said, Transcriber's Note: Tim Casey loosened his .38 in its holster and said, "Sure, and I'm point and Dameri Tass stepped out, and said, "Glork." They gaped at him. "Glork is right," Dermott swallowed. Tim Casey closed his mouth with an effort. "Do you mind the color of his face?" he blurted. "How could I help it?" Dameri Tass rubbed a blue-nailed pink hand down his purplish countenance Patrolman Dermott and Patrolman Casey shot stares at each other. "'Tis double talk he's after givin' us," Casey said. Dameri Tass frowned. "Harama?" he asked. Larry Dermott pushed his cap to the back of his head. "That doesn't sound like any language I've even heard about." Dameri Tass grimaced, turned was obvious. Trained to grasp a situation and immediately respond in manner best suited to protect the welfare of the people of New York State, Dermott cleared his throat and said, "Tim, take over while I report." "Hey!" Casey protested, but his "Mandaia," Dameri Tass told Casey told him. "I wouldn't be puttin' that dingus on my head for all the colleens in Ireland." "Mandaia," the stranger said impatiently. "Bejasus," Casey snorted, "ye can't—" Dermott called from the car, "Tim, the captain says to humor this guy. We're to keep him here until the officials arrive." Tim Casey closed his eyes and groaned. "Humor him, he's after sayin'. Orders it is." He shouted back, "Sure, an' did ye tell 'em he's in technicolor? Begorra, he looks like a man from Mars." "That's what they think," Larry snapped, pushing the cap into Casey's reluctant hands. Muttering his protests, Casey lifted it gingerly and placed it on his head. Not feeling any immediate It hummed gently. Tim Casey suddenly shrieked and sat down on the stubble and grass of the field. "Begorra," he yelped, "I've been murthered!" He tore the cap from his head. His companion came running, "What's the matter, Tim?" he shouted. Dameri Tass removed the metal with him," he said. "Evidently the bhoy has niver been a-wearin' of a kerit helmet afore. 'Twill hurt him not at all." "You can talk!" Dermott blurted, skidding to a stop. Dameri Tass shrugged. "Faith, an' Casey." Patrolman Dermott glared at him unbelievingly. "You learned the language just by sticking that Rube Goldberg deal on Tim's head?" Dermott muttered, "And with it he has to pick up the corniest brogue west of Dublin." Tim Casey got to his feet indignantly. "I'm after resentin' that, Larry Dermott. Sure, an' the way we talk in Ireland is—" Dameri Tass interrupted, pointing to a bedraggled horse that had made its way to within fifty feet of The patrolmen followed his stare. "It's a horse. What else?" "A horse?" Larry Dermott looked again, just to make sure. "Yeah—not much of Dameri Tass sighed ecstatically. blarney." He looked at the horse again, then down at his equipment. "Begorra," "Hey, hold it," Dermott said anxiously. He was beginning to feel spacecraft as he spoke, and they bugged quite as effectively as had those of the patrolmen when they'd thrown up around this, er, vessel. No newsmen, no sightseers, nobody over completely." "Yes, sir," Larry Dermott said. "I just got a report on the radio that about him?" The general muttered something under his breath. Then, "When the governor arrives, let me know otherwise, nobody gets through!" Dameri Tass said, "Faith, and what goes on?" The general's eyes bugged still further. " He talks! " he accused. "Yes, sir," Dermott said. "He had some kind of a machine. He put it over Tim's head and seconds later he could talk." "Nonsense!" the general snapped. Further discussion was interrupted nervously above the field. "Sure, and it's quite a reception I'm after gettin'," Dameri Tass said. Dameri Tass he disappeared for several days, being held incommunicado while within speaking distance. Administration higher-ups were being subjected Obviously he was from some civilization far beyond that of Earth's. That was the rub. No matter what perhaps even destroy established religious concepts. But they couldn't keep him under wraps indefinitely. It was the United Nations that cracked the iron curtain. Their demands that the alien be heard before their body were too strong and had too much public opinion behind Earth had decided that Dameri Tass was the plenipotentiary of a greatly beyond Earth's and that the then, Dameri Tass had come, an President McCord was as upset as the Dane. He shrugged in agitation. "I know almost as little as you do." Sir Alfred Oxford protested, "But my dear chap, you've had him for The President snapped back, "You probably won't believe this, but he's been asleep until yesterday. When he first arrived he told us he hadn't slept for a something was wrong we woke him." "What happened?" Sir Alfred asked. The President showed embarrassment. "He used some rather ripe Irish profanity on us, rolled over, and went back to sleep." Viljalmar Andersen asked, "Well, what happened yesterday?" "We actually haven't had time to question him. Among other things, there's been some controversy about blurted Sir Alfred. The President was defensive. "He had to have some occupation, and he goes." "I wish we knew what he was going to say," Andersen worried. Dameri Tass was ushered to the thousands in the audience and held up his hands, but it was ten minutes before he was able to quiet the He turned and gestured to Dameri Tass who hadn't been paying faded to a light blue. He stood and said hoarsely. "Faith, an' what was that last you said?" Viljalmar Andersen repeated, Andersen's face was blank. "Galactic League?" "Cushlamachree," Dameri Tass for this." Sir Alfred was on his feet. "I don't understand! Do you mean you aren't an envoy from another planet?" Dameri Tass held his head in his hands and groaned. "An envoy, he's sayin', and meself only a second-rate the speaker's stand. "Sure, an' I must blast off immediately." Things were moving fast for who had accompanied the alien to the assemblage. A dull roar was beginning to questioning, disbelieving. can't you give us some brief word? Our world is in chaos. Many of us have lost faith. Perhaps ..." Dameri Tass shook off the restraining hand. "Do I look daft? hurried toward his craft, still muttering. He'd been accompanied by a all the way he had refrained from speaking. He scurried from the car and toward the spacecraft. forgotten," he said. "If I'd taken a crature from this quarantined planet, my name'd be Just before entering, he spotted

<question>:
What is ironic about Dameri Tass’s visit?

<options>:
A He came to Earth to collect animals, but he does not leave with any
B He has only come to the planet to inform them that Galactic League will be destroying it
C The humans hope he will tell them how to improve their civilization, but he came to the planet by mistake
D No one can understand what he is saying because he speaks in a heavy Irish accent

<answer>:

C