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

<passage>:
"But the Earthmen aren't due for another fifteen minutes," Skkiru protested. "Of what importance are fifteen minutes compared to eternity!" she to realize, Skkiru, that this isn't just a matter of minutes or hours. It's forever." "Forever!" He looked at her incredulously. "You mean we're going to keep this up as a permanent thing? You're joking!" living at all." were not considered backward enough for the kind of planet Snaddra was now supposed to be, and attempted to wipe them dry on his robe. this planet. However, even under the old system, I was always glad to all and now—" "Sure, glad to have a chance to rig this whole setup so you could break the chief outward signs of Terran-type training was self-control and I hate Terrestrials planet, had received her education at the local university. Although Snaddra were very severe. So he had to fall back on a weak, "And I suppose it is kismet that makes us all have to go live out on the ground during the day, like—like savages." "It is necessary," Bbulas replied without turning. with the high priestess's robes." Larhgan ignored his unfeeling observations. "I shall set myself apart from mundane affairs," she vowed, "and I shall pretend to be happy, even though my heart will be breaking." whole thing really was. There must be another solution to the planet's "Earth ship in view!" a squeaky voice called through the intercom. "Everybody topside and don't forget your shoes." Except the beggar. Beggars went barefoot. Beggars suffered. Bbulas had made him beggar purposely, and the lots were a lot of slibwash. "Hurry up, Skkiru." romantic Terrestrial hearts, sufficiently wretched to charm the most anyway. He always answered questions it had never seemed to penetrate his mind that school-days were long since over. "I've told you a thousand times that our old culture was too much like the Terrans' own to be of interest to them," he said, with affected weariness. "After all, most civilized societies are basically similar other—and we have to be different to attract Earthmen. They're pretty in the corresponding Terrestrial life-form. Already the Terrestrial habits and customs, and I'll even beg . But I don't have to like doing it, and I don't intend to like doing it." descended from the ship and plowed their way through the mud to meet a procession of young Snaddrath dressed in elaborate ceremonial costumes, and singing a popular ballad—to which less ribald, as well as less inspiring, words than the originals had been fitted by Bbulas, just navigating mud, their progress was almost imperceptible. His teeth chattered as he spoke, for the rags he wore had been custom-weatherbeaten for him by the planet's best tailor—now a pariah, of course, because Snadd tailors were, naturally, metal-workers—and the wind and the rain were joyously making their way through the planet, except to pass over, and he had actually touched it only when taking off and landing. The Snaddrath had no means of land transport, having previously found it unnecessary—but now both air-cars and self-levitation were on the prohibited list as being insufficiently primitive. The outside was no place for a civilized human being, particularly not that the light sandals worn by the members of the procession appeared to be doing them much good, either. It gave him a kind of melancholy pleasure to see that the privileged ones were likewise trying to repress shivers. Though their humanoid. always planned to experiment with, but had never gotten around to—the weather had always been so weathery, there were so many other more comfortable sports, Larhgan had wanted him to spend more of his leisure hours with her, and so on. However, he still had the equipment, which he'd salvaged from a wrecked air-car, in his apartment—and it was the his toe, because what could be more primitive than any form of land transport? And even though it took time to get the things, they worked Earth ship long before the official greeters had reached it. The newcomers were indeed humanoid, he saw. Only the peculiarly as the Snaddrath had been before they had adopted primitive garb. In fact, the Terrestrials were quite decent-looking life-forms, could be retouched. Why, it was the Terrestrials themselves, he had "Look, Raoul," the older of the two Earthmen said in Terran—which the Snaddrath were not, according to the master plan, supposed to understand, but which most of them did, for it was the fashionable that's it. Very short study, it turned out to be. Couldn't get more than a pamphlet out of it, as we were unable to stay long enough to amass enough material for a really definitive work. The natives tried to eat us, so we had to leave in somewhat of a hurry." "Oh, they were cannibals?" the other Earthman asked, so respectfully that it was easy to deduce he was the subordinate of the two. "How horrible!" "No, not at all," the other assured him. "They weren't human—another species entirely—so you could hardly call it cannibalism. In fact, it was quite all right from the ethical standpoint, but abstract moral considerations seemed less important to us than self-preservation just then. Decided that, in this case, it would be best to let the missionaries get first crack at them. Soften them up, you know." "And the missionaries—did they soften them up, Cyril?" "They softened up the missionaries, I believe." Cyril laughed. "Ah, well, it's all in the day's work." life-form possibly stick to the truth all the time? It wasn't human wasn't even humanoid "The natives certainly appear to be human enough," Raoul added, with planet's delicacy shops—and now neither delicacy shops nor chocolate weather all at once. On Earth, he had heard, where people lived exposed to weather, they often sickened of it and passed on—which helped to solve the problem no such measures, for its population—like its natural resources—was dwindling rapidly. Still, Skkiru thought, as he moodily munched on the chocolate, it would have been better to flicker out on their own than momentary advantages over those who had been alloted higher ranks. For one thing, it was quite in character for him to tread curiously upon the strangers' heels all the way to the temple—a ramshackle affair, but then it had been run up in only three days—where the official reception was to be held. The principal difficulty was that, planet, it was not politic for the Earthmen to discover how heavily the there, clad in beauty, dignity and warm clothes, she bade the newcomers welcome in several thousand words not too well chosen for her by "... and so you are most welcome to Snaddra, men of Earth," she was were honored by your gracious invitation to visit this fair planet, and "We feel quite sure that we are going to derive both pleasure and profit from our stay here, and we promise to make our intensive but the planet seems to be a veritable sea of mud. Not, of course," he as mud...." Terrestrials. That is why we are holding this ceremony. It is not a for his planet in many ways—but wantonly starving to death as the miserably on the dole just because the world had gone aboveground. The suit. Meanwhile, a careful system of tabus had been designed to keep life-forms on the planet were on the point of extinction, save fish and The winner was sent to Gambrell, the nearest planet with a Terran the planet's expense and acquire enough finish to cover the rest of the population. The Dilettante's official function had always been, in theory, to serve the planet, there was no choice. anthropological viewings—though Bbulas might have been the only one privileged to go on ethnological field trips to other planets, he was

<question>:
How did they feel about walking on the planet's surface?

<options>:
A They refused to ever do it
B They considered it uncivilized
C They preferred to be there all the time
D They liked to do it at least once a day

<answer>:

B