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

<passage>:
know it. You figured out from what the boy told you that I was chewing on you for a wife. You're healthy and strong, got good heredity, you know how to operate sub-surface machinery, you've lived underwater, and your disposition's no worse than most of the anura I've seen. Prolific husbands in the one place they're still to be had—the planet stock, too." Twenty minutes after we lifted from the Sahara Spaceport, I wriggled out of my acceleration hammock and started for the door of our cabin. . "Remember you're a nice boy. Don't make me ashamed of you." I tore down the corridor. Most of the cabins had purple lights on in front of the doors, showing that the girls were still inside their hammocks. That meant only the ship's crew was up and about. Ship's crews are men to run ships. I felt free all over—and happy. Now was my chance to of sight, there was nothing but smooth black wall and smooth white doors—on and on and on. ship but they were only pictures. Nothing The Boy Rocketeers , no portholes, no visiplates, nothing. in the comforting way big machinery has way to the outside level which ran just under the hull. There were portholes on the hull. the transparent model of the ship hanging like a big cigar from the faces and do what they say, same as the men have to do. Still, it was pretty exciting to press my nose against the slots in the wall and see the sliding panels that could come charging out and block the crossway into an airtight fit in case a meteor or something smashed into the ship. And all along there were glass cases with spacesuits standing in them, like those knights they used to have back in the Middle Ages. "In the event of disaster affecting the oxygen content of companionway," they had the words etched into the glass, "break glass with hammer upon wall, remove spacesuit and proceed to don it in the following fashion." into one of those! Bet it would be more fun than those diving suits Then I passed Deck Twelve and there was a big sign. "Notice! Passengers I peeked around the corner. I knew it—the next deck was the hull. I could see the portholes. Every twelve feet, they were, filled with the There wasn't anyone on the deck, as far as I could see. And this distance from the grav helix, the ship seemed mighty quiet and lonely. Then I saw the big red sign again. "Passengers not permitted—" this number not to exceed the registered quota of sub-regulations Still, if I wasn't a passenger, the sign didn't have anything to do with me. I knew what Sis could say to that must be on the other side of the ship or behind us. I pressed my nose against the port and saw the tiny flicker of a spaceliner taking off, Marsbound. I wished I was on that one! blank wall where there should have been portholes. High up on the wall in glowing red letters were the words, "Lifeboat 47. Passengers: Thirty-two. Crew: Eleven. Unauthorized personnel keep away!" Another one of those signs. I crept up to the porthole nearest it and could just barely make out the stern jets where it was plastered against the hull. Then I walked it with. Not even a button you could press. That meant it was a sonic lock like the kind we had on the outer keeps around my throat and plucked me inside as if I'd been a baby sardine. I bounced once on the hard lifeboat floor. Before I got my breath and sat up, the door had been shut again. When the light came on, I found myself staring up the muzzle of a highly polished blaster and into the cold blue eyes of the biggest man I'd ever seen. He was wearing a one-piece suit made of some scaly green stuff that looked hard and soft at the same time. His boots were made of it too, and so was the hood hanging down his back. And his face was brown. Not just ordinary tan, you understand, but the deep, dark, burned-all-the-way-in brown I'd seen on the lifeguards when I suddenly got scared right through. His eyes. They didn't blink and there seemed to be no expression around them. Just coldness. Maybe it was the kind of clothes he was wearing that did it, but all of a sudden I was reminded of a crocodile I'd seen in a surface zoo that had stared quietly at me for twenty minutes until it opened two long tooth-studded jaws. jumpy enough to splash." Then he shoved the blaster away in a holster made of the same scaly from Undersea." how Undersea had been built on the bottom of the Gulf of Mexico, when bubbling under protective domes in every one of the Earth's oceans just up in a surfacing boat. The moment he landed on Earth he was in trouble. He didn't know he had to register at a government-operated hotel for transient males he threw a bartender through a thick plastic window for saying something resisted arrest, resulting in three hospitalized policemen, but he sassed the judge in open court! "Told me a man wasn't supposed to say anything except through female My pockets were folded from the fines, and the paddlefeet were looking for me so close I didn't dare radio for more munit. So I stowed away." For a moment, I didn't understand him. When I did, I was almost ill. have this close to the hull?" the blaster above the firing button. "Have you killed a lot of men with fruit. It seemed there was nothing but processed foods in the lifeboat and Butt was used to a farmer's diet. Trouble was, he was a special kind of farmer. Ordinary fruit would have been pretty easy to sneak into my pockets at meals. I even found a way Twice, the mechanical hamper refused to accept my jacket for laundering the control swivel-chair at the nose of the lifeboat. "But way I look the Polar Coast. And she'll stay head of the family, if I know her much as any girl there when it came to diving equipment and pressure pump regulation. How would I know that stuff would lead to trouble for me? really work in those orientation periods. in for it. "I've been reading up on Venusian geography in the ship's in the ship's Earth against the possibility that they might be read by susceptible carefully, "that is used only by Venusian riffraff." civilization on a new planet. You've got to have men who aren't afraid someone is lying. I pulled my pulpast handkerchief from my pocket to A trap seemed to be hinging noisily into place. "One of the passengers wanted to see how you looked in a bathing suit." "The passengers on this ship are all female. I can't imagine any of them that curious about my appearance. Ferdinand, it's a man who has crime of traveling without a visa, and the criminal one of stowing away without paying your fare, but the moral delinquency of consuming stores intended for the personnel of this ship solely in emergency?" you have to say about stowing away and using up lifeboat stores?" couldn't get a return visa because of that brinosaur judge and all because a couple of the boys in the crew are friends of mine and they were willing to help. But this lifeboat—don't you know that every passenger ship carries four times as many lifeboats as it needs? I suppose you didn't know that under space regulations that makes him equally guilty?" "No, Sis, he didn't," I was beginning to argue. "All he wanted—" "Sure I knew. Also know that if I'm picked up as a stowaway, I'll be sent back to Earth to serve out those fancy little sentences."

<question>:
What can be said about the security cameras on board the ship?

<options>:
A They were ineffectual or not present in some areas
B The publicly accessible security camera footage did Ferdinand in
C They were very accurate to have detected Ferdinand’s small figure slinking along the corridor walls
D They were equipped with facial recognition to detect stowaways

<answer>:

A