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

<passage>:
With this." Retief sat relaxed and said nothing. Just before the silence grew awkward, Magnan went on. "All right, Mr. Councillor," Retief said. "I'll play along what's in Retief opened the envelope Magnan handed him and looked at the tickets inside. "Less than four hours to departure time," he said. "I'd better not "You'd better waste no time getting over to Indoctrination," Magnan said. Retief stood up. "If I hurry, maybe I can catch the cartoon." "You're right," Retief said. "If I work at it, I might manage a snootful by takeoff." He went to the door. "No objection to my checking Retief put down the heavy travel-battered suitcase and leaned on the counter, studying the schedules chalked on the board under the legend and a plastic snakeskin cummerbund groomed his fingernails, watching Retief from the corner of his eye. Retief glanced at him. "What time does it leave?" "I don't think—" "Let's stick to facts," Retief said. "Don't try to think. What time is The clerk smiled pityingly. "It's my lunch hour," he said. "I'll be open in an hour." He held up a thumb nail, frowned at it. "If I have to come around this counter," Retief said, "I'll feed that thumb to you the hard way." Retief picked up his suitcase and walked away toward the glare sign reading To Gates 16-30 "Whassat?" "A gram confirming my space," Retief said. "Your boy on the counter says he's out to lunch." The guard crumpled the gram, dropped it on the floor and lounged back "On your way, bub," he said. Retief put his suitcase carefully on the floor, took a step and drove a A cabin boy in stained whites came along the corridor. "Which way to cabin fifty-seven, son?" Retief asked. Retief put his bag down. He turned at a sound behind him. A tall, florid man with an expensive coat belted over a massive paunch stood in clamped his jaws together, turned to speak over his shoulder. "Somebody in the cabin. Get 'em out." He rolled a cold eye at Retief as "What are you doing in Mr. Tony's room?" he barked. "Never mind! Clear out of here, fellow! You're keeping Mr. Tony waiting." "Too bad," Retief said. "Finders keepers." Tony's room." "I don't know Mr. Tony. He'll have to bull his way into other quarters." "We'll see about you, mister." The man turned and went out. Retief "All right, you. Out," he growled. "Or have I got to have you thrown out?" Retief rose and clamped the cigar between his teeth. He gripped a Retief turned to the baggage on the floor, tossed it into the hall. The face of the thick-necked man appeared cautiously around the door jamb. "Mister, you must be—" "If you'll excuse me," Retief said, "I want to catch a nap." He flipped the door shut, pulled off his shoes and stretched out on the bed. Five minutes passed before the door rattled and burst open. Retief put his cigar in an ashtray, and swung his feet off the bunk. "Don't try it," he said softly. One of the two wiped his nose on a sleeve, spat on his right palm, and "You'd better be getting back to the bridge, Captain," Retief said. Captain's voice prevailed. "—twenty minutes ... uniform Code ... gonna do?" "Close the door as you leave," Retief said. The thick-necked man paused at the door. "We'll see you when you come out." "Givin' you the cold shoulder, heh, Mister?" "Looks like it, old-timer," Retief said. "Maybe I'd better go join the skipper. His party seems to be having all the fun." "Feller has to be mighty careless who he eats with to set over there." "Like to see a feller eat," Chip said. "I gotta go now. If you need anything, holler." Retief ate slowly. Time always dragged on shipboard. Four days to As Retief watched, four men arose from the table and sauntered across the room. The first in line, a stony-faced thug with a broken ear, took "You must want to get to Jorgensen's pretty bad," the thug said in a grating voice. "What's your game, hick?" Retief looked at the coffee cup, picked it up. "I don't think I want my coffee," he said. He looked at the thug. "You went down. Retief looked at Mr. Tony, still standing open-mouthed. "You can take your playmates away now, Tony," he said. "And don't bother to come around yourself. You're not funny enough." Retief heard the panel open beside him. He turned and walked away. The captain signaled and two waiters came up. Retief watched as they carted the casualty from the dining room. "Sure, Mister. Anything else?" "I'll think of something," Retief said. "This is shaping up into one of those long days." "What has Mr. Tony got on the captain, Chip?" Retief asked. "Them Sweaties is what I don't like," he said. Retief looked at him questioningly. "Who's your friend, Captain?" Retief said. "Last chance," Retief said. Skaw stood poised, open pincers an inch "Cart poor old Skaw back to his boat," Retief said. "Tell him to pass Retief awoke at a tap on his door. "It's me, Mister. Chip." "Come on in." The chef entered the room, locking the door. "You shoulda had that door locked." He stood by the door, listening, then turned to Retief. "You want to get to Jorgensen's perty bad, don't you, Mister?" talked loud at him fer half a hour. Then the cap'n come out and give some orders to the Mate." Retief sat up and reached for a cigar. "Mr. Tony and Skaw were pals, eh?" Retief nodded, opened the door and stepped into the cabin. The captain he said. "I'm changing course for Alabaster." "I wouldn't find it convenient to go to Alabaster," Retief said. "So just hold your course for Jorgensen's." "Power Section, this is the captain," he said. Retief reached across "Let go my hand, buster," the captain snarled. Eyes on Retief's, he "You busted it, you—" "And one to go," Retief said. "Tell him." "It's eighteen hours yet before we pick up Jorgensen Control. You going to sit here and bend my arm the whole time?" Retief released the captain's wrist and turned to the door. "What are you going to do?" the captain demanded. Retief settled himself in a chair. "Instead of strangling you, as you deserve," he said, "I'm going to stay here and help you hold your course for Jorgensen's Worlds." The captain looked at Retief. He laughed, a short bark. "Then I'll just stretch out and have a little nap, farmer. If you feel like dozing off sometime during the next eighteen hours, don't mind me." Retief took out the needler and put it on the desk before him. "If anything happens that I don't like," he said, "I'll wake you up.

<question>:
How does Retief convince the captain to keep him on board?

<options>:
A The captain knows that the Soettie will be able to handle him later.
B The captain’s men as well as himself are too scared to confront him, so he leaves him be.
C Retief remarks on the Uniform Code, and the captain doesn’t want to have legal issues.
D He doesn’t have time to deal with Retief, so he leaves him be.

<answer>:

B