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

<passage>:
Snaddra had but one choice in its fight to afford to live belowground—underhandedly pretend theirs was an aboveboard society! "A beggar does not associate with the high priestess of Snaddra." adopting. A necessary way of life, if we of Snaddra are to keep on influence on this planet. And this new project was the last straw. No longer able to control his rage and grief, he turned a triple somersault in the air with rage. "Then why was I made a beggar and she were not considered backward enough for the kind of planet Snaddra was now supposed to be, and attempted to wipe them dry on his robe. However, the thick, jewel-studded embroidery got in his way and so he behaving in a beggarly manner!" "And I have already explained to you, Skkiru," Bbulas said, with a patience much more infuriating than the girl's anger, "that I had no Snaddra were very severe. So he had to fall back on a weak, "And I "Earth ship in view!" a squeaky voice called through the intercom. "Everybody topside and don't forget your shoes." Except the beggar. Beggars went barefoot. Beggars suffered. Bbulas had made him beggar purposely, and the lots were a lot of slibwash. "Hurry up, Skkiru." hungry, and remember this isn't for you or for me, but for Snaddra." to indicate—was obscene on Snaddra, owing to the fact that certain essential organs were located in different areas in the Snaddrath than procession of young Snaddrath dressed in elaborate ceremonial costumes, smattering of Snadd somewhere. Since neither party was accustomed to navigating mud, their progress was almost imperceptible. "Alms, for the love of Ipsnadd," chanted Skkiru the beggar. His teeth chattered as he spoke, for the rags he wore had been custom-weatherbeaten for him by the planet's best tailor—now a pariah, of course, because Snadd tailors were, naturally, metal-workers—and taking off and landing. The Snaddrath had no means of land transport, having previously found it unnecessary—but now both air-cars and self-levitation were on the prohibited list as being insufficiently primitive. The outside was no place for a civilized human being, particularly in the wet season or—more properly speaking on Snaddra—the wetter season. Skkiru's feet were soaked with mud worn by the members of the procession appeared to be doing them much good, either. It gave him a kind of melancholy pleasure to see that the privileged ones were likewise trying to repress shivers. Though their costumes were rich, they were also scanty, particularly in the case of the females, for Earthmen had been reported by tape and tale to be humanoid. weather had always been so weathery, there were so many other more comfortable sports, Larhgan had wanted him to spend more of his leisure hours with her, and so on. However, he still had the equipment, which he'd salvaged from a wrecked air-car, in his apartment—and it was the pasty color of their skins and their embarrassing lack of antennae distinguished them visibly from the Snaddrath. They were dressed much as the Snaddrath had been before they had adopted primitive garb. the Snaddrath were not, according to the master plan, supposed to understand, but which most of them did, for it was the fashionable amass enough material for a really definitive work. The natives tried to eat us, so we had to leave in somewhat of a hurry." "Oh, they were cannibals?" the other Earthman asked, so respectfully that it was easy to deduce he was the subordinate of the two. "How horrible!" "No, not at all," the other assured him. "They weren't human—another species entirely—so you could hardly call it cannibalism. In fact, it was quite all right from the ethical standpoint, but abstract moral "We have come such a long and expensive way to study them that it would be indeed a pity if we also were forced to depart in haste. Especially resistance to weather, and never before had he had to endure so much of birth control on so vulgarly fecund a planet. Snaddra, alas, needed dwindling rapidly. Still, Skkiru thought, as he moodily munched on the chocolate, it would have been better to flicker out on their own than to descend to a subterfuge like this for nothing more than survival. Being a beggar, Skkiru discovered, did give him certain small, momentary advantages over those who had been alloted higher ranks. upon the strangers' heels all the way to the temple—a ramshackle affair, but then it had been run up in only three days—where the matter how much he tried to comfort himself by thinking at least he wasn't a pariah like the unfortunate metal-workers who had to stand wind and rain whipped through his scanty coverings, he remembered the snug underskirts Bbulas was wearing beneath his warm gown. They were metal, but they were solid. All the garments visible or potentially visible were of woven metal, because, although there was cloth on the planet, it was not politic for the Earthmen to discover how heavily the Snaddrath depended upon imports. there, clad in beauty, dignity and warm clothes, she bade the newcomers for there was no end to the man's conceit. The difference between her magnificent garments and his own miserable "... and so you are most welcome to Snaddra, men of Earth," she was Ha, ha, ha! "But why is it," Raoul whispered in Terran as he glanced around out of the corners of his eyes, "that only the beggar wears mudshoes?" around begging? And, moreover, from whom was Skkiru going to beg? Only the Earthmen, for the Snaddrath, no matter how much they threw themselves into the spirit of their roles, could not be so carried away that they would give handouts to a young man whom they had been accustomed to see basking in the bosom of luxury. Unfortunately, the fees that he'd received in the past had not enabled him both to live well and to save, and now that his fortunes had been so drastically reduced, he seemed in a fair way of starving to death. It gave him a gentle, moody pleasure to envisage his own funeral, although, at the same time, he realized that Bbulas would probably have for his planet in many ways—but wantonly starving to death as the result of a primitive affectation was hardly one of them. to the native hut prepared for them, how ignominious it would be for one of the brightest young architects on the planet to have to subsist As if all this weren't bad enough, he had been done an injury which struck directly at his professional pride. He hadn't even been allowed to help in planning the huts. Bbulas and some workmen had done all that too high a price. He could have designed them himself just as badly and much more cheaply. It wasn't that Skkiru didn't understand well enough that Snaddra had been forced into making such a drastic change in its way of life. What resources it once possessed had been depleted and—aside from minerals—they had never been very extensive to begin with. All life-forms on the planet were on the point of extinction, save fish and rice—the only vegetable that would grow on Snaddra, and originally a Terran import at that. So food and fiber had to be brought from the other planets, at fabulous expense, for Snaddra was not on any of League University, to be given a thorough Terran-type education. No individual on Snaddra could afford such schooling, no matter how great his personal fortune, because the transportation costs were so immense that only a government could afford them. That was the reason why only one person in each generation could be chosen to go abroad at the planet's expense and acquire enough finish to cover the rest of the population. fact that Snaddra was falling into ruin, was an emergency. So he had,

<question>:
Why were the people of Snaddra not dressed for the weather?

<options>:
A They had never been outside before
B They wanted the humans to look at them
C They liked being cold
D They could not afford clothes

<answer>:

A