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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*** START OF THE PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK STALEMATE IN SPACE *** Stalemate In Space By CHARLES L. HARNESS Two mighty metal globes clung in a murderous death-struggle, lashing out with flames of poison. Yet deep in their twisted, radioactive wreckage the main battle raged—where a girl swayed sensuously before her conqueror's mocking eyes. [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Planet Stories Summer 1949. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] cubicle was bulging inward on her chest, and it seemed likely that a The votron had awakened her with its heart-breaking code message, and it was her duty to carry out its command. Nine years after the great battle globes had crunched together the mentors had sealed her in this tiny cell, dormant, unwaking, to be livened only when it was certain her countrymen had either definitely won—or lost. The votron's telepathic dirge chronicled the latter fact. She had expected nothing else. She had only to find the relay beside her cot, press the key that would set in motion gigantic prime movers in the heart of the great globe, and the conquerors would join the conquered in the wide and nameless grave of space. For twenty years, in company with her great father, she had watched The Defender grow from a vast metal skeleton into a planet-sized battle globe. But it had not grown fast enough, for when the Scythian globe, The Invader , sprang out of black space to enslave the budding Terran Confederacy, The Defender was unfinished, half-equipped, and undermanned. The Terrans could only fight for time and hope for a miracle. The Defender , commanded by her father, Gordon, Lord Kane, hurled itself from its orbit around Procyon and met The Invader with giant fission torpedoes. And then, in an intergalactic proton storm beyond the Lesser Magellanic Cloud, the globes lost their bearings and collided. Hordes of brute-men poured through the crushed outer armor of the stricken Defender . The prone woman stirred uneasily. Here the images became unreal The Defender's outer shell. Then had The His fine tired eyes had studied her face in enigmatic appraisal. "Then die usefully. The mentors are trying to develop a force that will destroy both globes in the moment of our inevitable defeat. If they are successful, you will have the task of pressing the final button of the battle." "There's an off-chance you may survive," countered a mentor. "We're also working on a means for your escape—not only because you are Gordon's daughter, but because this great proton storm will prevent radio contact with Terra for years, and we want someone to escape with our secret if and when our experiments prove successful." With some effort she worked herself out of the crumpled bed and lay on both hands. The metal floor was very cold. Evidently the enemy torpedo fissionables had finally broken through to the center portions of the ship, letting in the icy breath of space. Small matter. Not by freezing would she die. and was lying on its side. The explosion that had crushed her cubicle the interior of the box. hard and thinking. She had no means to construct another key. At best, finding the rare tools and parts would take months, and during the interval the invaders would be cutting loose from the dead hulk that clutched their conquering battle globe in a metallic rigor mortis. She gave herself six weeks to accomplish this stalemate in space. Within that time she must know whether the prime movers were still intact, and whether she could safely enter the pile room herself, unsafe, she must secure the unwitting assistance of her Scythian enemies. Still prone, she found the first-aid kit and taped her chest expertly. the side of the imitation rock that contained her cell, she got slowly of her portable oxygen bottle almost subconsciously, while exploring was alert for roving alien minds. She had left her weapons inside the cubicle, except for the three things in the little leather bag dangling evidently took her for a Terran woman. In his mind was the question: hoping that her grimace of pain could not be detected. With Well, Terran, you are charged with having stolen passage on a supply lorry, and you also seem to be wearing the uniform of an infantry corporal as well as that of a Scythian woman auxiliary. Incidentally, way, it was unfortunate. The woman was obviously of a high Terran She had analyzed the minds of the three men. She could handle the gingerly. The inquisitor stared up at her in sadistic admiration. He "From the center of the Terran globe, outward four hundred miles radius." "Good. Prepare for me the usual visa that a woman clerk needs for memory of the woman. However, in the due course of events, the Evelyn was extremely careful with her mental probe as she descended from the transport. The Occupational Commandant would undoubtedly shot out or obscured by slowly drifting dust clouds. The acrid odor of "What is that?" she asked the transport attendant. stories high, reasonably intact. In the anteroom a grey cat looked her over curiously, and Evelyn sort, who was studying her visa. his eyebrows and sideburns, and the artificial way in which he had most of the men of both globes. Only the left side of his face could be abdomen, as befitted a warrior turned to boring paper work. His closely cut black hair and the two sparkling red-gemmed rings—apparently appraisal penetrate her uncovered conscious mind, and that this probe twenty Terrans lying about, in pools of their own blood. Only one man, a Terran officer of very high rank—was left standing. His arms were folded somberly across his chest, and he studied the prisoners. It is entertaining to shoot down helpless men, isn't it? It underlings to know he loathed them for it. She was merely a symbol of from it to the floor. She was thinking hard. She could kill the "So far as our records indicate," murmured Perat, "the man down there is the last living Terran within The Defender the ugly little weapon. The doomed Terran looked up at her peacefully, surveying the courtyard and the dead. "Gorph will be wondering what had been thus. By "day" she probed furtively into the minds of the messages, and the names and authorizations of occupational field crews. elude the probe. There was an odd autohypnosis in dancing that blotted When he had first seen the bandages on her bare chest, that first floor, and of falling. two feet in diameter, and inside the luminous sphere were an old man, a woman, and a little boy of about four years. They were walking through Evelyn studied the trio with growing wonder. The old man and the boy resemblance to the Tharn line. the woman. The table luminar was on now, and Perat was prowling hungrily about the identical to yours. I have had the individual frames analyzed!" Evelyn's hands knotted unconsciously. She forced her body to relax, but in her plan for destruction. She "It's identical to the one he had made for me when I entered on my majority. For a long time it was thought that it was the only stone of its kind on all the planets of the Tharn suns, a mineralogical freak, but I guess he found another. But why should I want two of them?" "Sometimes it seems unfortunate that we must pass through a sentient proper disposition of a woman prisoner." The question remained—who would be the more frightened, she or the

<question>:
What is the most likely anatomy of the inhabited spacecrafts in the story?

<options>:
A They are natural planets outfitted with propelling devices to move them through space
B They are meteors fitted with spaceship components
C They outwardly appear as streamlined torpedo spaceships with interior rooms containing similar plant life to Earth
D They are crafted planets made to be much like Earth with spaceship components within to propel them

<answer>:

D