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

<passage>:
spaceship—and nothing could ever stop her now. Not unless she broke down completely in front of all these hurrying, Moon-bound passengers, in plain sight of the scattered crowd which clustered on the other side of the space-field barriers. Even that possibility was denied her when two gently insistent middle-aged ladies indicated she was blocking the way.... Somehow, dizzily, she was at her seat, led there by a smiling, brown-clad stewardess and her azure-tipped fingers were clutching at CAUTION HAVE YOU PASSED YOUR PHYSICAL EXAMINATION? Avoiding It May Cost Your Life! Marcia McHenry stiffened. Had she read the sign aloud? She turned sudden urge to blurt out that she had no validation—not her own, Marcia, "we won't have to ask the passengers if they're well. It's so As Miss Eagen moved to the next seat, Marcia shrank into a small register for the trip and take the physical for her. She'd had to lie to Nellie, to make Nellie think she was brave and adventurous, and that about to blast off in seconds. She half-rose, then sank back, biting ?" She'd said it viciously, to taunt him, and something in her had been pleased at the dull flush that rose to his face. want to risk not being able to go there in a hurry. So they haven't passed legislation to keep physically unfit people off spaceships. One of the passengers got aboard the Elsinore reached the free-fall flight, where power could be shut off, the skipper had to put the ferry into an axial spin under power, creating artificial gravity to save the worthless life of that fool. So of course he lost his trajectory, and had to warp her in as best he could, without passing "It's all so dull!" she had flared, and then, "How can I be interested garble, something always went cold and furious and—lonely inside her, After he'd gone—for good, he said—her anger had sustained her for a Now the brown-clad Miss Eagen was speaking from the head of the aisle. different from being in an airplane. At the same time—" She paused, and then all emotion left her It looked the way she felt—flat and pale and devoid of life, with a circle of her horrified vision. A great, soft, uniform weight pressed her down and back she fought it, but it was too big and too soft. sleeplike ascent into space. Marcia very nearly forgot to breathe. She She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, awestruck, the one-and-a-half gravities the ship was holding—and plodded heavily up the aisle. Miss Eagen was just rising from the chair in which she sat for the take-off. "Miss Eagen—" "Yes, Mrs. Fos—why, what's the matter?" Seeing the startled expression on the stewardess' face, Marcia realized she must be looking like a ghost. She put a hand to her cheek and found "It isn't s-space sickness," said Marcia in a very small and very the left, where there was a small and compact ship's hospital. "Now, now," said Miss Eagen briskly, "just you lie down there, Mrs. Foster. Does it hurt any special place?" "You're not—" Miss Eagen apparently decided to take one thing at a "Scared," said Marcia. "Why, what—is there to be scared of?" "I'm pregnant." "Well, that's no—You're what "I know. Go ahead." Miss Eagen did, swiftly and thoroughly. "You're so right," she breathed. She went to the small sink, stripping off her rubber gloves. "Thanks," said Miss Eagen flatly. Marcia felt as if she'd been slapped. Captain." "McHenry here." "Captain McHenry, could you come back to the hospital right away?" "Not right away, Sue." Sue! No wonder he had found it so easy to walk out! She looked at the trim girl with hating eyes. The intercom said, "You know I've got course-correction computations from here to yonder. Give me another forty minutes." "I think," said Sue Eagen into the mike, "that the computations can wait." "The hell you do!" The red contact light on the intercom went out. Marcia sat up slowly, clumsily. Miss Eagen did not offer to help. "I'm pregnant, Jack," she said. She put out a hand to ward him off. She couldn't bear the thought of his realizing what she had done while he This time Miss Eagen didn't react at all, and Marcia knew that she had why The stewardess looked at her, her face registering a strange mixture of Marcia's patience, snapped. "You don't have to look so superior. I know Miss Eagen's breath hissed in. Her eyes grew bright and she shook her back again. Instead she dialed and said, "Hospital to Maintenance. Petrucelli?" "Petrucelli here." Another stiff silence. A question curled into Marcia's mind and she muscles?" "Bolt the bed to the bulkhead, Pet. Mrs. McHenry—I'm sorry, but you'll have to get up." Marcia bounced resentfully off the cot and stood aside. Petrucelli looked at her, cocked an eyebrow, looked at Miss Eagen, and asked, down . Centrifugal force, see?" And before she could answer him he added, "I can't talk and work at the same time." Feeling very much put-upon, Marcia waited silently until he was finished, and the bed hung ludicrously to the wall like a walking fly. She thanked him timidly, and he ignored it and went out. Miss Eagen returned. "That man was very rude," said Marcia. Miss Eagen looked at her coolly. "I'm sorry," she said, obviously not Marcia wet her lips. "I asked you a question before," she said evenly. "You did," said Sue Eagen. "Please don't." "And why not?" "Because," said Miss Eagen, and in that moment she looked almost as drawn as Jack had, "I'm supposed to be of service to the passengers at all times no matter what. If I have feelings at all, part of my job is Miss Eagen's arched nostrils seemed pinched and white. "You really want She sighed. "It's well known—even by you—that the free-fall condition "What about floating in a pool for hours?" asked Marcia sullenly. in the early stages of pregnancy— always Muscles tear, working against one another. Lungs rupture and air is forced into the blood-stream, causing embolism and death. Not everything is known about it, but I would guess that pregnant women are especially susceptible because their protective reflexes, through and matter if he makes a mistake or takes too long." "But—but—" "But what?" Miss Eagen's composure seemed to have been blasted to "He'll spin the ship on its long axis," said the stewardess with Marcia was white and still. "I—I never—" "But I haven't told you the toughest part of it yet," Miss Eagen went girl, and—even more so—of herself. She darted toward the door. Miss Eagen was beside her in an instant, a hard small hand on her arm. "Where are you going?" She found herself at the entrance to the pilot room. In one sweeping "... human damnfoolishness botching up the equations...." He had said that once, too. Miss Eagen was standing by the hospital door, watching her. When Marcia her hand. Marcia went to her and took the hand. They went into the hospital. Miss Eagen didn't speak she seemed to be waiting. Miss Eagen looked an unspoken question. astonishment, "Hurt? Oh, no! It's so—so big!" she was falling, falling, and her lungs wanted to split, explode,

<question>:
Why did the woman not like the flight attendant?

<options>:
A The attendant was emotionless
B She thought her husband loved the attendant
C The attendant found out her true identity
D The attendant forced her to take a medical exam

<answer>:

B