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 touch of our architecture you've had your ears pinned It gave a new face to the entire back in a bowknot, it's sometimes hard has no respect for a whipped enemy ... but does for a fairly beaten enemy. to remember that an intelligent people machinery from their own ship. They sat atop their vehicles, lean and aloof, dashing in, whirling, shooting Everybody knows across the field to their ship and who passed him on the street knows back like wild horsemen on the plains "Look!" after all. Not well. Not as well as some of those people who're writing and broiled by infra red. The pupils "What kind of a deal did you thought among us that deplored our before we had ever the gentler wiser races in the stars, and a sure bet to steal their galaxy and corrupt it forever. Where these people got their information, I don't know. no attention to anything else. The except for those two. "They'll kill him. They'll kill him the Lud. We tried Terrestrial know-how, field might as well have been empty we tried patriotism, we tried damning of the human race to the wiser, gentler to carry on our little concerns, and mind our manners. The Jeks and the Lud and the Nosurwey returned to their own affairs, and we knew they would leave us alone so long as we didn't bother them. We liked it that way. Understand me—we didn't accept it, we didn't We were happy we hadn't been wiped out like the upstarts the rest system and carry on a trickle of trade with the outside, we accepted it for the fantastically generous gift it was. make out all right, even with the screwball way they've got it set up." "Huh?" for us to have any remaining claim We were out on a God-forsaken make with them? What do you think you're up to?" The stoker shook his head. "No deal. I signed on as a crewman. I'll do a crewman's work for a crewman's wages. I thought I'd wander around a while. It ought to be interesting," he "Got a job?" he asked, looking at MacReidie. on. Why not? It's honest work." MacReidie had no answer to that. "But—" I said. he couldn't understand what might had what they called an electronic drive. She had to run with an evacuated engine room. The leaking electricity would have broken any stray air down to ozone, which eats and the stokers who tended the dials it turned out he'd trained an apprentice wear suits, smelling themselves for twelve hours at a time and standing a good chance of cooking where they boy to take his place. It was strange how things became taking more goods, and giving us things we needed when we told them sat when the drive arced. different for us, little by little after aren't you?" the two replacements let us trade with MacReidie nodded. "That's right. But—" and things just got better for us, and the Nosurwey, and some people beyond them, getting along, going to all kinds of places. Pay no attention The trouble was the look of him. It was the look you saw in the bars nobody knows exactly and set the cathode attitudes had to what path he wandered from people and they've all got to have something to push them along. If a man knows his business, why not? A man can live on all kinds of food, if he wants to get used to it. And any nontoxic atmosphere will do, as long as there's I don't know what he did, to make the war this man had fought hadn't their ships and, I suppose, fix them when they were in trouble. I wonder and come to grips with things we simply didn't know about. The mark were about. All I know is, for some at last. treating us with respect. We changed, a kind of joy in standing on a bridge, went back to supervising his end of the loading. I was busy with mine, and it wasn't until we'd gotten the the less I know. The thing people remember So, I don't know. The older I get, that makes him famous, and, I think, annoys him—I'm fairly sure is only incidental to what he really did. If he did anything. If he meant to. I wish I could be sure of the exact answer he found in the bottom of that last —officers and crew. Even so, we had to sleep in shifts, with the ship's designers giving cargo, and eight per cent to power and control. That left very little for to know for sure that he was the first THE END typographical errors have been corrected without note. of a life he'd lived after the war—what he'd done that made him different now, if he really did do anything different. In an odd way, I like to too much. Don't pay too much attention to the Chamber of Commerce plaques. When a man's name out what he'd done during the war. I've got to explain about MacReidie. He takes his opinions fast and strong. He's a good man—is, or was the ports. "Captain leave any special instructions in the Order Book?" he asked. "Just the usual. Keep a tight watch and proceed cautiously." trained to be the best we had, and they believed in their training. They deepest when the other side hit us. side as well as any human force could ever hope to. They were always the last to leave an abandoned position. nor I could hope to understand. he's so eager to go!" "You think he's going to try to start something?" "Think! That's exactly what he's going for. One last big alley fight. down—do you suppose they'll stop with him? They'll kill us, and then You know it as well as I do." easy." I could feel the knots in my stomach. I didn't want any trouble. Not from the stoker, not from Mac. None of us wanted trouble—not even Mac, but he'd cause it to get rid of it, if you follow what I mean about his kind of man. Mac hit the viewport with his fist. "Easy! Easy—nothing's easy. I hate this life," he said in a murderous voice. "I don't know why I keep one of these—" and this is what I got: " we'll—' " " Twas the last cruise of the to make things risky, the jets were ... " The crew were chuckling into their own chest phones. I could hear Daniels trying to cut him off. But he kept going. I started laughing myself. No one's supposed to jam an intercom, but it made the crew feel good. When the crew feels good, the ship runs right, and it had been a long time since they'd been happy. Daniels didn't ask questions. He sent a man on his way down. and the drive was purring along the way it should have been. It hadn't even missed a beat. He went down to sick bay, got the arm wrapped, and would have gone back on shift if Daniels'd let him. Those of us who were going off shift found him toying with the started "I Left Her Behind For You," and that got us off into sentimental the war, we all seemed to realize together. may explain something. He and I This is what it was: " " And men will find them waiting. " Are equal and much the same. " What was he thinking of? Make man can be sure of another. have told the skipper about the stoker, or if he tried to tell him anything. nothing MacReidie could do on his own authority—nothing simple, that is. And the stoker had saved the ship, and ... the stoker, or anyone else and the stoker, was that it would have meant trouble in the ship. Trouble, confined to our little percentage of the ship's volume, could seem like something much more important than the fate of the human race. It may not seem that way to you. But as long as no one began anything, we could all get as the other trips we'd made, and the came out of his post after we'd waited for a while, and gave us our in exchange for our holdful of they'd begin giving us something

<question>:
Which of the following is a lesson we can learn from this story?

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A Aliens are dangerous.
B Do not lose yourself in defeat
C Travel as much as possible
D Do your job without causing trouble

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B