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 U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] Petchareff did not believe he was Pashkov. Colonel James, it was clear, was at that moment in Petchareff's office, impersonating Pashkov. And "Nothing, nothing to get upset about," Pashkov said soothingly, taking Here's what happens when two Master Pashkov looked like a roly-poly zoo attendant leading a tame bear. Spies tangle ... and stay that way! Zubov was probably getting a rest cure. "Erase his memory, give him a new name and feed him more patriotism. "Listen carefully, lieutenant." Pashkov described the American agent. Very simple." soldiers to keep visitors out. From an open window Pashkov heard the clicking of a typewriter. "It's when they're not like robots that everybody suspects them," he looked up. "Ah, Colonel James," Boris said in a voice that seemed to Pashkov frowned convincingly. "Comrade Petchareff has suspected even he thought you were Gospodin Pashkov." Medvedev stopped, gaped, then seized Pashkov's hand. "Colonel James! "Don't try to fool me Colonel James had landed. But as he climbed down from his flier, the "What's been keeping you, Pashkov?" hospital gown. I got through to Anastina. She says it's Colonel James again. He looks like you now." assistants, Petya and Kolya, tumbled out in their coats and hats. Last of all to emerge from the flier was Nadezhda Brunhildova. "Pretend not to know me, will he?" she yelled at Colonel James, picking Pashkov grunted. "I'll never understand," said Petchareff, "why all top secret agents have to look like bankers. Anastina says Colonel James was operated on "You're not playing one of your jokes, Pashkov?" up a rock. closest professional rival, Colonel James, U.S.A. Colonel James said, "There he is, the American spy." Petchareff looked up as Pashkov was led forward by the guards. "Not "Don't you know me, chief? Me, Pashkov." "No more Gandhi or Schweitzer influences. The new literature," Pashkov Pashkov whispered to Colonel James. "Capitalist hell and damnation, now I can't tell them apart myself," Petchareff said. "Zubov!" "Hhng?" "Which one's the real Pashkov?" "Hhng?" But Colonel James was running to the flier, throwing Nadezhda's rock at imitation?" "Exactly, exactly," the mouse piped. "No difference, Comrade." He held Petchareff tossed the gown to Pashkov. "This is what Colonel James is "Try and split the allies," Pashkov muttered, reading the legend on the Petchareff blew cigar smoke in his face. "If Colonel James makes a Pashkov winced. "One of these days I'll catch you, Pashkov," Petchareff spat. "Your "Not in public," Pashkov said. In the front office, Pashkov stopped to kiss Nadezhda Brunhildova know he really is Pashkov? If he's actually Colonel James, I can shoot "Wait a minute," Petchareff said. "Nadezhda Brunhildova, how do you him summarily. He look like Colonel James to me." "But if you're mistaken?" Medvedev put in nervously. "We all make mistakes," Petchareff said. "What would history be without "I don't trust him either," Nadezhda said. "But I know my Pashkov. If Pashkov spent an hour at Central Intelligence. Nothing unusual going on he's not Pashkov, I shall let you know in the morning." The door opened enough to admit the roly-poly visitor into the room. The other Cuban, also bearded and wearing a fatigue cap, held a revolver. Sitting down at the table, Pashkov's elbow rested on an invoice, and "It is bad for you if I do not trust you," Pashkov said, smiling up at flashed with delight. Pashkov felt like tossing him a bone. urges all haste. Colonel James is due to leave the hospital tomorrow." eyes were so closely set that he looked cockeyed when he focused them on his superior. kidnaping of Colonel James all ready." map of twenty-third floor. Here is a map of Colonel James' room. Here pardon, do we take Colonel James alive or dead-or-alive?" Pashkov. Fast, clean job." "Two." At that moment the door opened and Zubov's kidnaping team lumbered in. They were a couple of big apes dressed in blue canvas shoes, red this is Kolya and this one is Petya." "Twins?" "Not exactly. Same genetic experiment. Good lads. Stand straight, Petya. Don't curl your feet like that, Kolya, I've told you before. Why Pashkov, lads. They don't get enough exercise," he grinned, backing out Pashkov had changed into the hospital gown with the Coca-Cola legend on Comrade Petchareff to expect Colonel James today." As Petya brought the flier to a hovering stop against Colonel James' Colonel James awoke, turned on the night lamp, and sat up in the bed, his eyes blinking. Pashkov stood looking at Colonel James. The resemblance between them was remarkable. Zubov's eyes were crossed with astonishment. "My dear Gospodin Pashkov!" Colonel James greeted him in Russian, his voice was a good imitation of Pashkov's voice. "I hope your sacrifice won't be permanent?" Pashkov said. "Excellent. Put up your gun, Zubov. Colonel James and I don't get to seeing you again." The colonel got out of bed and sat down on Pashkov's is Colonel James." "Eh?" "Use your eyes, blockhead. I am Pashkov." Zubov did use his eyes. He looked from one to the other, and back. The Colonel James sat calmly on the bed. He said, "Carry him out." wall, but held on, grinned and staggered with Pashkov in his arms to this!" Zubov dropped him, pulled his gun and backed off into a corner. "How can I tell you two apart just by looking!" he cried hysterically. "I'm not a learned man." Colonel James sighed. "I guess we have to keep up appearances," he The suit of clothes hanging in the closet might have been Pashkov's "Wonderful morning, Colonel James!" change your face? It does not become you at all." "Part of my job. Don't you think I am more handsome now?" An hour later, Pashkov landed on the Palace roof in Colonel James' "Colonel? Do I still look like Colonel James?" "Oh, no, sir." "Do I talk like Colonel James?" "You've changed completely, sir. If I didn't know, I would swear you were the notorious Gospodin Pashkov." "I am Gospodin Pashkov now, Captain. To everybody." Pashkov glanced at his watch. Colonel James would be landing in Moscow escorted Pashkov through rooms hung with chandeliers, tapestries, clicked shut behind him. In the room were three men, all of whom he recognized: Professor Kristin of the Swedish Academy, a white-haired old man with a kind, intelligent face Pashkov bowed his head. "Your majesty. Gentlemen." "I thought," said Pashkov, "that Gospodin Pashkov's face has a more brutal look." Pashkov's face with sudden interest. Professor Kristin said, "Colonel James, we presume you have studied "Delicate, very delicate," Pashkov said. "Everything depends on my not The men looked at the surgeon, then at Pashkov. "It is a good thing you do for us, Colonel James," Gustavus IX said, Professor Kristin saw Pashkov to the door. "One suggestion, Colonel.

<question>:
What best describes the relationship between Pashkov and Colonel James?

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A They are enemies
B They have no relationship
C They respect each other
D They are the same person

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C