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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GRANDMA PERKINS AND THE SPACE PIRATES By JAMES McCONNELL Raven-haired, seductive Darling Toujours' smoke-and-flame eyes kindled sparks in hearts all over the universe. But it took sweet old Grandma Perkins, of the pirate ship Dirty the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] "I can always get along with a man if he remembers who he is," said Darling Toujours, the raven-haired, creamy-skinned televideo actress whose smoke-and-flame eyes lit fires in hearts all over the solar system. She was credited with being the most beautiful woman alive and there were few who dared to contradict her when she mentioned it. "And I can always get along with a woman if she remembers who I am," comfort of an overstuffed chair and favored the actress with a wicked putting words in other people's mouths, and not very good ones at that." "Do you mean not very good words or not very good mouths, my dear?" Carlton asked. The solar system's most famous actress clamped her scarlet lips shut with rage. It would take someone like Carlton E. Carlton, she knew, to point out the one minor blemish in an otherwise perfect body—her slightly over-sized mouth. Kismet when she learned that Carlton "I must say that I think Miss Toujours has the prettiest mouth I've ever seen," boomed Captain Fogarty, his voice sounding something like a cross between a foghorn and a steam whistle. And he was not merely "And I think you are definitely a man of discriminating taste," said you're supposed to act like a lady, if you can act that well." unlady-like manner when she suddenly realized that they were not alone. The witness to the impending slap was a withered little lady, scarcely wind, and a friendly rash of wrinkles that gave her face the kindly, weathered appearance of an old stone idol. Her slight figure was lost in volumes of black cloth draped on her in a manner that had gone out of style at least fifty years before. The little woman coughed politely. "I beg your pardon," she told them in a sweet, high little voice. wanted to know how to write my name. I'm Mrs. Omar K. Perkins, but you see, I'm really Mrs. Matilda Perkins because my Omar died a few years support. She looked so small and so frail that Fogarty forgave her the intrusion. to leave. Captain Fogarty gave her his hardened stare of the type which withered most people where they stood. Mrs. Perkins just smiled sweetly His rage getting out of hand, he finally blurted, "And now, Mrs. Perkins, I think you'd better be getting back to your quarters. As you Mrs. Perkins continued to smile at him. "Yes, I know. It's lovely, "So I see," said Mrs. Perkins, staring at the opulent furnishings lying on the bed." Mrs. Perkins picked up the sheer, gossamer garment away from Mrs. Perkins and rudely propelled the older woman out the as she exited. Carlton E. Carlton's shrill laughter followed her down the companionway. Mrs. Perkins had been lying in her berth reading for less than an hour freckled face through the door. "Howdy, Mrs. Perkins. I wondered if I don't mind. And, I wonder, would you mind calling me Grandma? All my was at once wistful and petulant. He didn't remember ever putting it there for her and Grandma Perkins As she stooped over and extracted a pair of low-heeled, black and will until you reached your destination." "But why do we have to have a contract?" Johnny leaned back, relaxing against the door. "Well, STAR—that's Grandma Perkins sighed. "It's such a small cabin I don't think anybody smoothing out the wrinkles in her dress with both hands. The food that evening was not the very best, Grandma Perkins thought to And, it must be admitted, she was more than a trifle envious of them. Her acquaintances of the afternoon, Miss Toujours and Mr. Carlton, were But her hopes met with disappointment. For shortly after she sat down, "The little hag, you mean," Miss Toujours muttered under her breath, but loudly enough for Grandma Perkins to hear. "Why, hello, Miss Toujours. And Mr. Carlton too. I hope you'll forgive "Of course we forgive you, Mrs. Jerkins," Darling said throatily, baring her teeth like a feline. "My name is Perkins," Grandma smiled. "Why, thank you, Mrs. Perkins," Darling purred, starting to preen just a bit. Anything could be forgiven someone who complimented her. pity. She was so pretty, just like you." Darling Toujours muttered a few choice words under her breath. "But we must all make the best of things as they come. That's what Omar, my husband, used to say." Grandma paused to wipe away a small "I—" She stopped and the devilment showed in her eyes. Her withered and I'll tell it to you." "I can't sit down in the lounge, but I'll be glad to stand up and "There aren't many friends my age left around any more. So I'm being rats," she muttered under her breath. When she saw her companion was smiling she dropped her pretense of crying. "To be truthful, Johnny, they've grown old and stodgy, all of them. Grandma Perkins never finished the sentence, for interrupting her came the horrendous clang of the Kismet's general alarm, and on its heels, and an old woman like me shouldn't be up and about when pirates are But the astral architect who designed her never anticipated the situation facing her at the present. The leave us without atomic power for as long as they like." As if to confirm this, over the loudspeaker came a voice. "Ahoy, STAR run them won't operate at all. What will we do?" "Ahoy, STAR . Open up your hatches when we arrive and let us in, or we won't spare a man of you," boomed the loudspeaker. "Pirates going to board us. How nice," muttered Grandma to herself as she eavesdropped just outside the door to the bridge. over the radio. "Tell them I'd rather all of us be killed than to let one dirty pirate "Oh, my goodness. That doesn't sound very smart," Grandma said half contraption, and her small body didn't quite fit the proportions of the "Pirates! I'm hiding from the pirates. They'll never find me here!" she Grandma noticed that he carried a week's beard on his face, as did most when the truth dawned on her companions. "I beg your pardon," said Grandma, and quite nonchalantly shed the rest Perkins." you owe us a sort of an explanation, lady. If you know what I mean." Grandma Perkins paused in her narrative and looked up at her audience, giving them a withered little smile. "And if you want to know why, , and I thought how nice it would be to run away and join a gang of cutthroat pirates." "She's batty," moaned Snake. "She's lost her marbles," muttered another. "Let's toss her overboard right now," said still another. "My name is Mrs. Matilda Perkins. You may call me Grandma." "Okay, Grandma, look. You really fixed us good. To begin with, we ain't at this rate," Grandma told him. "You should have known better than to "I figured as much," Lamps said dolefully. "Lookit, Grandma, the best necks forever. So don't go getting any ideas about joining up with us." "Well, the very least you could do for a poor old lady is to feed her," Grandma told him, her lower lip sticking out in a most petulant manner. "They like to have starved me to death on that

<question>:
Which of Mrs. Perkins’ qualities makes her suspicious?

<options>:
A Sharp mind
B Strength
C Large stature
D Cackle

<answer>:

B