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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against the soft touch of a woman's lips. , a tight-frocked, limber-hipped, red-head was singing " ." The song was a rollicking, ribald ditty, a favorite of the planters and miners, the space pilots and army officers who frequented the garden. The girl rendered it with the singer but kept his pale, immature face bent over the keys, while his fingers lightly, automatically picked out the tune. Sweat trickled Without looking up, he said: "Have you spotted him?" His voice was "Go on," said the pianist in a flat voice. "May I join you?" she asked in a low voice. she had used his name. "You have the reputation of being unpredictable. I don't trust you, but since...." She stopped as the waiter placed glasses on the table and deftly poured compelling note. His eyes, light blue and amused, were pale against his brown face. The girl drew in her breath. "No! Mercury is not ready for freedom. Only a handful of fanatics are engineering the revolution. The real Mercurian patriots are against it, but they are afraid to protest. You've got to believe me. The handkerchief. "I had forgotten how abominably hot it can be here." "Why call me all the way from Mars for that? Why not have that gunman "Who's putting up the money?" "I can't tell you." "Why? What makes you think that?" sense it. An exclamation was suddenly choked off as if a hand had been moment." teeming planet of Mercury it was as refreshing as a cold plunge. reputation of being able to take care of herself. "She and the man, the queer white one who plays the piano, slipped out engineered it in the dark and the Mercurians were a clannish lot. heat of the sun. Beneath his feet, he knew, stretched a labyrinth of following him. They were never visible, but to his trained ears there came stealthy, revealing noises: the brush of cloth against the baked earth walls, the sly shuffle of a step. He ducked down a bisecting cat-eyed Mercurians. feet. lips. "Mr. Moynahan, the—ah—professional soldier, I believe." His voice was high, almost feminine. "I'm Albert Peet." He held out a fat pink hand. of Miss Mikail has—ah—forced my hand." He paused. whom at different times he had known under a dozen different aliases. He doubted that even she remembered her right name. "Miss Mikail made you a proposition?" Albert Peet's voice was tight. "You accepted?" realize the seriousness of the situation." "Then I was right notes." "Not entirely," said Peet uncomfortably. "There are many of us here, Mercurians as well as Earthmen, who recognize the danger. We have—ah—pooled our resources." "But you stand to lose most in case of a successful revolution?" is—ah—lucrative." beat about the bush," he asked with a sudden grin. "Mr. Peet, you've the strongest combine the Universe has ever seen. You actually run Mercury, and you've squeezed out every possible penny. Every time "We have a very efficient information system. I had the report of Miss Jaro raised his eyebrows. "Perhaps then you know where she is?" Where's Miss Mikail?" seldom shot to kill, it stopped a man like a well placed mule's hoof. He adjusted the gun lightly in its holster in order that it wouldn't stick if he were called upon to use it in a hurry. Then he went out " " Latonka. The burrows were but poorly lit, the natives preferring the clearly he heard Albert Peet say in a high girlish tone: "What're you sneaking around here for?" Jaro settled himself warily, his light blue eyes flicking over the youth. step on you as I might a spider." The youth's black eyes were hot as coals, his fingers twitching. His "What's happened?" cried Albert Peet in distress. "What's wrong with anyone called a doctor? Where's Miss Webb? Miss Webb! Oh, Miss Webb! That girl. Miss Webb!" shoulders, and dark brown eyes, and enough of everything else to absorb "Oh!" exclaimed Miss Webb as she caught sight of the blood staining the carpet. Joan Webb "Call a doctor, Miss Webb." Miss Webb raised an eyebrow, went to the visoscreen. In a moment she "Could Dr. Baer rush right over here? There's been an accident." aren't telepathic, honey." "Oh," said Miss Webb, "the offices of the Latonka Trust." "Thank you," said Miss Webb. She flicked the machine off, then added: "You trollop." that—ah—a little extreme? I'm afraid it might incapacitate him, and I had a job for him." "Oh," cried Miss Webb, her brown eyes crackling. "Did you shoot that poor boy? Aren't you the big brave man?" "Poor boy?" said Jaro mildly. "Venomous little rattlesnake. I took "Here, Miss Webb," he said, "do something with these. Put them in my Miss Webb's eyes grew round as marbles. "I wouldn't touch one of those into my office. The doctor will be here in a moment. Miss Webb, you may Albert Peet led Stanley through the door. Jaro and Miss Webb were Miss Webb raised her eyebrows. "What's this? A new technique?" Earth." She jammed her hat on backward, snatched her bag from the desk "I'm not trying to pick you up. This is...." "How disappointing." "Don't you find the heat rather uncomfortable, Miss Webb. But perhaps you've become accustomed to it." "Why, no, I mean yes," replied Miss Webb, a blank expression in her eyes. "Goodbye, Miss Webb," said Mr. Peet firmly. Jaro grinned and winked at her. Miss Webb tottered out of the room. As the door closed behind the girl, Albert Peet licked his lips, said: of news." He paused. Jaro said nothing. "You might be interested to know that Miss Mikail is quite safe. Karfial Hodes has her, but Stanley assures me she will be quite safe." "The fact is, Mr. Moynahan, that we won't need you after all. I realize notes?" At a corner table, a tall glass of Latonka before her, sat Miss Webb. " Miss Webb uttered a shriek, jerked so violently that her hat tilted Still grinning, Jaro sat down. "I'm Jaro Moynahan, Miss Webb. I think "Yes," replied Miss Webb sweetly. Jaro's order. "All right," Jaro smiled, but his pale blue eyes probed the girl thoughtfully. "I'll have to confide certain facts which might be dangerous for you to know. Are you game, Miss Webb?" "Since we're going to be so chummy," she replied "you might begin by calling me Joan. You make me feel downright ancient." " " said Joan, choking on the Latonka. revolution." "What revolution? I'm going around in circles." "The Mercurians, of course." "I don't believe it," said the girl. "The Mercurians are the most yes. But they believe in passive resistance. I don't believe you could induce a Mercurian to kill, even in self-protection. That's why Albert Peet and the rest of the combine had such an easy time gaining control "Score one," breathed Jaro, "I begin to see light. Miss Webb—ah, Joan—I've a notion that we're going to be a great team. How do you happen to be Albert Peet's private secretary?" Trust." "What about this Karfial Hodes?" said Jaro. "I've heard that he's inciting the Mercurians to rebellion. The newscaster had a line about the revolution too. The government has advised all Terrestrials to

<question>:
What words best describe Miss Webb?

<options>:
A secretive and manipulative
B annoyed and rude
C witty and sarcastic
D careful and cautious

<answer>:

C