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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Solomon's Orbit After a cursory inspection the patrolman passed her on. Two of the three accounted for. What of the third? Quietly a cavalcade formed, converged in Solomon's front yard and two civilians went to Solomon's gone as Solomon heard the noise ordered to seek other strange "Hello," said Solomon to the orbiting devices reported: "We've observed cars for weeks. Have been You know I only buy cars from owners." "No, Mr. Solomon, we're not worried about your car buying. caught in obvious attempt to ridicule our efforts to probe mysteries "Sure, come in," Solomon replied. of space." of Soviet science. If television proves ancient automobiles are orbiting the world, Americans are To these, and bewildering others, Solomon told the truth. He had no explosives, couldn't weld, didn't not have to open the office, Solomon a fat rabbit. Solomon's eyes, blinking "What they want?" he wondered. He'd broken no laws in all the years he'd been in the United States. "For what do they bother His depressing thoughts were midnight meetings of the nation's greatest minds. The military denied back of Solomon's yard. There, responsibility for cars older than row. "Solomon, come here a moment," he shouted. Solomon had no projects involving motor vehicles. Central Intelligence swore on their classification manual they Solomon's lead. When he were not dropping junk over Cuba 1942. Civil aviation proved they in an attempt to hit Castro. Disgusted, short civilian and patrolman who left their curious searching to follow "Twenty the President established a left," Solomon eagerly replied, hoping at last he'd a customer for the best of his old cars. "They make classic cars, if you'd take the time to fix them up. That one, the Hupmobile, is the last—" "Who bought the others?" the big man interrupted. "No one," quavered Solomon, terror gripping his throat with a nervous hand. Had he done wrong because no one believed his story. Fortunately, at the approximate else was sending things up. Newspapers said Russians and Americans times both pilots claimed sighting to send cars into the sky? Everyone this place." The patrolman twenty-four-hour watches for unscheduled flights not involving aircraft. "Up there," pointed Solomon. Nine and quavered Solomon. So this is what he did wrong. Would they lock him up? What would happen to his cars? And his business? Four Three , else catch it?" Negative responses came from all but Seven left out of what must be something big. Solomon told the civilians of Four Nine almost saluted, thought better of it, and left grumbling about being like satellite engines he'd read about in newspapers. It worked on a cracked engine block, and manifolds. A logical way to make an engine that would run on pressure, call Solomon's Orbit had its beginning it? Solomon, who couldn't remember rather fast. They let Solomon get clean denims and his razor. Then fence of Solomon's yard, so they'll cause no attention while protecting what Solomon happily agreed was his property. A rugged individual and sellers alike, that he is Solomon's sits in the office and tells buyers nephew. "The old man had to take a trip in a hurry." Because they'll have to wait until Solomon known as Solomon's "Classics." Where's Solomon now? Newspaper The bright sun had Solomon's fence, a collection of honorable sedans whose makers left the business world years ago. They were sabbatical. Eyes closed, Solomon to a stratospheric decompression returns. now call Solomon's Orbit, where at last count, sixteen of the "There's Uncle Solomon, Dad," one recently hit the Russian television satellite. The Russians? We're told they're still burning their fingers trying a classic Uncle Solomon would to orbit a car. They can't figure from the manifolds. Solomon make you a good deal, too. I just know he would." voice. As Solomon opened his eyes, didn't tell many people about the shingles he uses for control panels, scattered behind a station wagon in Solomon's junk yard. chair, Solomon stood awaiting approach "Mr Solomon, Georgie here Transcriber's Note: of the pair. tells me you have some fine old cars for sale?" "Sure have. Sure have. They're for a reply, Solomon started, head Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed. Minor spelling and typographical errors have been corrected without note. for a boy, let alone a man. He disappeared around a hearse, and surfaced guided tour of Solomon's yard than are," announced Solomon over his pass, between a couple of Ford Tudors. Three pair of eyes, one young, one old, the other tired, were faced by two rows of hulks, proud in the silent agony of their fate. Sold, resold and sold again, used until Solomon's for a last brave stand. No matter what beauties they were to Solomon's prejudiced eyes missing fenders, rusted body panels, broken wheels and rotted woodwork bespoke the utter impossibility of restoration. "See, Dad, aren't they great?" "Are you kidding?" Georgie's Dad exploded, "Those wrecks Solomon's office, his footsteps were echoed by those of a crestfallen boy. Solomon, a figure of lonely dejection unloved old cars, was troubled with smog causing his eyes to water as tired feet aimlessly found their way worrisome old cars, Solomon began reading the previous Sunday's newspaper. There were pictures of which started Solomon to thinking had laid four lines over As Solomon told the people in the finest junk in all California. Fords on the left, Chevys on the before Solomon had a chance to right, and across the sagging back was brought to life by Solomon lumbered carefully down rows of cars to an almost completely stripped wreck holding only a broken engine. In a few minutes, Solomon had the engine waving his yard. Solomon backed his Moreland out Solomon stopped for a minute to worry. "If it works," he he knows nothing of the business, thought, "when I get them nearer each other, it'll go up in my face." would do the trick. than usual, Solomon took a direct with his heavy boots to make sure no chances. Excitement glistened Solomon's old eyes as what blood two with happy thoughts. If his idea worked, he would be free of the old cars, yet not destroy a single wagon, to watch the engine, Solomon eliminate slack. As it tightened, he cord. Tired legs failed and Solomon through the air to clang against back, struggling to rise, Solomon to his feet. Deep in the woods behind Solomon's "I must be a silly old man," Solomon was nothing there, and as Solomon now figured it, never had been. Heart heavy with belief in the temporary foolishness of age, Solomon before Solomon realized he'd not gaskets, several rusty nuts, and dirt blown smooth in a wide circle around greasy blocks on which he'd excitement for Solomon. He had night, and he'd be rid of it. All he manifold, drawing pressure from to. Solomon couldn't help but shingles because Solomon figured the twine. The tired Essex was pretty big, so Solomon waited until match in the other so he could watch the Essex. Solomon tightened and the Russians think control through ancient curves of four Fullerton, Solomon busied himself usable parts. Each weekday night—Solomon matches a newspaper reporter found aid of Solomon's unique combination Solomon scrambled two eggs, enjoyed knew well. He was soon kneeling behind the Ford wagon without having stumbled once. Only two kitchen matches were needed to collect the cords from a big Packard, handsome in the warmth of a faint "God Bless You," Solomon Nine Seven Four Three Solomon reached his back door. out and covers under his bristly including a chicken ranch, Solomon's

<question>:
What best describes Solomon?

<options>:
A Extravagant
B Clever
C Naïve
D Untrustworthy

<answer>:

B