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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planet as this was too much. Imagine Fawkes' terrible predicament plenty of food—and Jonathan Fawkes opened his eyes. He was flat on his back, and a girl had burst open like a ripe watermelon. He was surprised that he had He shook his head. "No," he reassured her. "I left him on Mars. He had an attack of space sickness. I was all by myself that was the smile on her lips. Jonathan glanced away in embarrassment. He wished The girl shrugged her shoulders. "I don't know." "You don't know!" He almost forgot his self-consciousness in his "I was going to explain," he heard her say. "We think that we are on an asteroid." "We?" he looked back at her. "Everybody thought your space ship hit a meteor," he said. "We hit this asteroid." "But that was three years ago." Jonathan Fawkes fidgeted uncomfortably. He would rather pilot a space stomach and began to crawl away from the wreck. Jonathan Fawkes stared He let himself to his hands and knees. "Ouch!" he said. He felt like after the girl. "What's wrong?" "Centaurs! Isn't there anything new under the sun?" foremost over the edge. Jonathan tumbled after her. He hit the bottom, "Why won't the Centaurs follow us into the hills?" he panted. him. He thought, amazons and centaurs. He thought, but this is the year 3372 not the time of ancient Greece. Jonathan turned around, started back for the space ship. "Where are you going?" cried Ann in alarm. Ganymede." "No!" He lifted his eyebrows. He thought, she is an amazon! He firmly Jonathan threw himself down backwards, kicked the girl's feet out from A voice shouted: "What's going on there?" her sarong fashion. She bounced to a stop in front of Jonathan, her brown eyes wide in surprise. He thought her sarong had been a table cloth at one time in its history. "A man!" she breathed. "By Jupiter and all its little moons, it's a man!" "Don't let him get away!" cried Ann. A third girl skidded around the bend in the canyon. Jonathan backed off Ann Clotilde cried in anguish: "Don't let him get away!" Jonathan chose the centaurs. He wheeled around, dashed back the way Jonathan was game, but the nine husky amazons pinned him down by sheer bodily, started up the canyon chanting: " He was a rocket riding daddy from Mars. " He recognized it as a popular song of three years ago. Jonathan had never been so humiliated in his life. He was known in the "You won't try to get away?" said Ann. "No," he replied with as much dignity as he could summon while being Jonathan Fawkes' humiliation was complete. He meekly trudged between two husky females, who ogled him shamelessly. He was amazed at the ease picked his way gingerly, hugged the rock. "Don't be afraid," advised one of his captors. "Just don't look down." "I'm not afraid," said Jonathan hotly. To prove it he trod the narrow ledge with scorn. His foot struck a pebble. Both feet went out from A half dozen beasts were trotting beneath on the plain. At first, Jonathan mistook them for horses. Then he saw that from the withers up they resembled men. Waists, shoulders, arms and heads were identical to his own, but their bodies were the bodies of horses. "Centaurs!" Jonathan Fawkes said, not believing his eyes. The girls set up a shout and threw stones down at the centaurs, who hurled back insults in a strange tongue. Their voices sounded faintly like the neighing of horses. Amazons and centaurs, he thought again. He couldn't get the problem of the girls' phenomenal strength out of his mind. Then it occurred to him that the asteroid, most likely, was smaller even than Earth's moon. He must weigh about a thirtieth of what he usually did, due to resumed their march. Jonathan scrambled up hills, skidded down slopes. fellow you are?" She pinched his cheek. Jonathan blushed. looked away hastily. Someone hailed them from the space ship. "We've caught a man," shrieked one of his captors. had green eyes. "We're rescued!" "No. No," Ann Clotilde hastened to explain. "He was wrecked like us." "Oh," came a disappointed chorus. "He's a man," said the green-eyed blonde. "That's the next best thing." "Oh, Olga," said a strapping brunette. "Who'd ever thought a man could look so good?" "I did," said Olga. She chucked Jonathan under the chin. He shivered Thirty-fourth Century from the fabulous barbarian past. With a sigh of relief, he started to sit down. A lithe red-head sprang seated before they took their places. He felt silly. He felt like a captive princess. All the confidence engendered by the familiar settings of the space ship went out of him like wind. He, Jonathan Fawkes, was a castaway on an asteroid inhabited by twenty-seven wild women. As the meal boisterously progressed, he regained sufficient courage caught him staring at her and rolled her eyes at him. He returned his He shuddered, but looked up questioningly. bone. "Heaven forbid," he said. "How about coming with me to gather fruit?" cried the green-eyed "you great big handsome man." "Or me?" cried another. And the table was in an uproar. The rawboned woman who had summoned them to dinner, pounded the table until the cups and plates danced. Jonathan had gathered that she was "Quiet!" She shrieked in her loud strident voice. "Let him be. He can't wanted to sleep. "What?" he said. They expelled their breath, but not for an instant did they relax Jonathan dragged himself back from the edge of sleep. "Just tired," he Jonathan was slumped forward across the table, his head buried in his At these words, Jonathan raised upright as if someone had pulled a rope. " he cried in alarm. The next day found Jonathan Fawkes hobbling around by the aid of a off in cavalier fashion. He hobbled to the creek, sat down beneath the shade of a tree. He just wasn't the type, he supposed. And it might be years before they were rescued. "Sure enough?" said Jonathan with involuntary interest. He began to Jonathan put his arm around her gingerly. "Ouch!" He winced. He had forgotten his sore muscles. "I forgot," said Ann Clotilde in a contrite voice. She tried to rise. "You're hurt." Jonathan leaped to his feet, dumping Ann to the ground. He jerked Jonathan's hair stood on end. He felt rather than saw Ann Clotilde take Jonathan edged away in consternation. "He's going to run!" Olga shouted. Jonathan never stopped until he was back in the canyon leading to the surprise at Jonathan. A third man ran from the cruiser, a Dixon Ray "I'm Jonathan Fawkes," said the castaway as he panted up, "pilot for cursory examination of this asteroid. You had a nasty crack up, Mr. Jonathan's face broke into a grin. He said, "Do any of you know how to They glanced at each other in perplexity. "I like it here," continued Jonathan. "I'm not going back." "What?" cried the three explorers in one breath. Jonathan shook his head, began to load himself with tools, tobacco Jonathan laughed outright. "You are sure you won't return, young man?" He shook his head. They argued, they cajoled, but Jonathan was adamant.

<question>:
Why did Jonathan laugh at the scientist?

<options>:
A Because the scientist didn't know how to grow tobacco
B Because the scientist had a nose like a hawk
C Because the scientist was in a hurry to leave
D Because the scientist made such a wrong assumption about him

<answer>:

D