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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"Clark, how's the time going?" Cheyney consulted the stopwatch. "Deadline in twenty-nine minutes," he said. nor time is adequate, and an answer must be produced ... what do you do? BY JAMES BLISH Illustrated by van Dongen On the day that the Polish freighter Ludmilla laid an egg in New "And it's my guess that we're never going to get the answer by going about his normal business, "In effect," she said cautiously. diving for it—not in time, anyhow. then—but we're working against a "If you'd admitted that earlier," Anderton said hoarsely, "we'd have half a million people out of the city by now. Maybe even a million." "We haven't given up yet, colonel. and—play a hunch." "You're out of your mind," Anderton ignore the judgment. It was Braun the messenger had been fast, and the gambler hadn't bothered to read what a college student had thought to believe that he was aiming at respectability had been keeping the wires to Washington steaming for an hour before spend some of his money on us (our that, getting authorization to R—clean and routine). difficulty in making out precisely what Anderton wanted of us. "Slow down, Colonel Anderton, please," I begged him. "Two or three seconds won't make that much difference. opened his mouth that One-Shot Braun was in the suit with him. "I come over as soon as your runner Clark Cheyney, Colonel Anderton. I'll be quick because we need speed now. A Polish ship has dropped something out in the harbor. We don't know what it is. It may be the rest of the ship from being flooded while the cell's open, didn't. At least they didn't do a thorough job. captain yelled for help. When the Harbor Patrol found the dump-cell to you, Dr. Harris. We don't haven't any way of finding out. It could be a bomb—it could be anything. be it's shielded." board the ship now, but it's my guess that none of them know anything the whole procedure was designed to "Let us do the guessing, Monig. We're sweating everybody on All right, maybe it's got a clockwork fuse that didn't break with the impact. Or a gyroscopic fuse. Stick a "We'll worry about the buts from stymied. This is a long shot, Mr. Braun. One throw of the dice—one show-down hand. We've got to have we can direct the work. Better get on over here yourself." here on. Get us a direct line from "Sure, but—" should have guessed it, but it had never occurred to me. "Ten minutes," Cheyney said. solely for the benefit of the T/O—that calm. "Please try it anyhow, Mr. Braun—as a favor. It's already too late to do it any other way. And if you guess wrong, the outcome won't be any worse than if you don't try at all." It was already open Anderton had gone to work quickly and with decision once he was sure we were taking saw that Clark had stopped it, probably long ago. Droplets of sweat began to form This is CIA, Harris calling. Come in, please." "Not a thing, Dr. Harris," Monig then, all at once, the Timkin bearing burst. Words poured out of it. "Now you guys do something, do your job like I did mine—get my wife and kids out of there—empty the city—do something, do something !" Anderton was already grabbing for the phone. "You're right, Mr. Braun. If it isn't already too late—" Cheyney shot out a hand and Cheyney, looking even more like a bulldog than usual, was setting his stopwatch by one of the eight clocks Haven't you already shot enough time?" Cheyney did not let go your angle, Peter?" instead, carried sufficient shielding in itself. Or maybe the Commies didn't care whether the crew was exposed or not. "Unscrew the cap?" the audio "It won't go off. That's the one thing you can be sure it won't do." squawked. "But Dr. Hadamard, if that sets it off—" "Yes." "Get the reports through to me, "What is this?" Anderton demanded. Or maybe there isn't any egg." Hadamard, it's a bomb, all right. But it hasn't got a fuse. Now how could they have made a fool mistake like that?" phone down again. "Are you going to duck out just like that? Remember, Dr. Harris, we've got to evacuate the city first of all! No matter whether it's a real egg or not—we can't take the chance on it's not this." "Don't move a man until you get a go-ahead from CIA," I said. "For all we know now, evacuating the city may be just what the enemy wants us to do—so they can grab it unharmed. Or they may want to start a panic being an egg!" for some other reason, any one of fifty possible reasons." "You can't take such a gamble," "Are you trying to say that CIA he said grimly. "There are eight and "You passed your authority to us when you hired us," I pointed out. "If you want to evacuate without our O.K., you'll have to fire us first. It'll take another hour to get that cleared from Washington—so you might as right. We got word last month from our man in Gdynia that they were going to do it, and that the bomb well give us the hour." would be on board the we didn't know in detail—after it was dropped here. So we had our people in Gdynia defuse the thing how long it would take us to figure out the nature of the bomb—which after it was put on board the ship, but otherwise leave it entirely alone. this, Andy." a half million lives riding on it. I had been dropped. If we had still failed to establish that when the deadline ran out, we would have had to allow evacuation of the city, with all the attendant risk that that was exactly what the enemy wanted us to do." by the brash youngster who'd barged in on him and demanded the lowdown, one minute short of the deadline, Joan had the divers unscrew the cap. In a real drop that would have resulted in a detonation, if the bomb staged this? You ought to be shot, the whole pack of you!" "So we failed the test," I said. "At somebody on the docks remark that Braun was in the city over the week end. It would never have occurred our investigation. Your intuition for the one-shot gamble was the one Next time it may save eight million almost bought the Empire State Building. (The lives." There was quite a long silence. All this is more important." Ludmilla "That's his business." never fail. But the plays he backs always do. They have to them to 'pay his debt to society'—in keep him out of jail." "The next thing he'll do is go in for —or did it? I kept remembering Anderton's challenge: "You can't take such a gamble. There are eight and a half million lives riding "CIA business?" "That I can't tell you over the phone. But it's the biggest gamble there ever was, and I think we need CIA's central headquarters right away?" "Yeah, if it's that big. If it ain't, Braun." I called headquarters and sent a with the legal-length sheets inside them, with orders to scorch it over to Braun without stopping to breathe more than once. Then I went back bent over a seismograph, echo-sounding Manhattan stopped their rumbling course "Yes. What's he got to do with lick this project before deadline without him." "What good is a professional can't let you do it." whole area is littered with crates. Harris, you've got to let me get that alert out!"

<question>:
What is Mr. Harris trying to do?

<options>:
A Find the object that was dropped from the ship.
B Save the city from the ticking bomb.
C Facilitate a drill to see if the team would be able to stop a real bomb-threat.
D Evacuate the city before the Polish attack.

<answer>:

C