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

<passage>:
The Cosmic Express that would have made an old subway rider gasp with amazement. In five more minutes their car The year 1928 was a great year of discovery for STORIES . They were uncovering new talent at such a great rate, had whipped up to the base of another building, in the business section, where there was no room COSMIC EXPRESS it. As they approached, a lean man, carrying a black bag, darted out of an elevator shaft opposite the door, ran across the corridor, and entered. They pushed in after him. They were in a little room, . He followed his initial success the sleepy boy. "Queek! I have tell you zee truth! I have zee most urgent fiction authors ever to sit down at the typewriter. When the pressed a button. The door sprang open in the grill, and the frantic physician leaped through it. switches, and pressed another button. "Why, hello, Eric, old man!" were telling me about? Congratulations!" A bell jangled before him on the panel. "Just a minute. I've got a call." would do, he produced "With the half-hidden machine, spoke courteously. The Cosmic Express "All right, madam. Walk out. Folded Hands ..." "... And came from the machine. "Sir, what have you done with my darling Violet?" "None of your impertinence, sir! I want my dog." "Ah, a dog. Must have jumped off the crystal. You can have the story. With only a few thousand scanning-disk television sets in existence at the time of the writing, the surmise that this media would be a natural for clothing shimmering with artificial gems, waddled pompously out of the door through which the frantic French doctor had when covered wagons were the primary form of transportation and apaches still raided the settlers. so recently vanished. She rolled into the corridor. Shrill words floated back: rounds of what seemed an endless, heart-breaking war with "I'm going to see my lawyer! The discovery of AMAZING STORIES orders are to use the Express labored to this end and the first he knew that a story of his had been accepted was when he "Sure, old boy. I'd send you to heaven for that, if you'd give me the micrometer readings to set lay quiet beneath light silk covers. With a groan, he stood up and began a series of fantastic sides. Don't move." The little door had swung open again, and Eric led Nada that would have been strange to the man of four or five centuries before, when the Age of Aviation was beginning. Suddenly there was a sharp tingling and also with scientific appliances Eric helped Nada to a place A bell jangled. "So long," the youth called. Nada and Eric felt themselves sensation where they touched the polished surface. Then blackness, blankness. The next thing they knew, the fires were gone from about them. They were lying in something slid a small typewriter out of its drawer, and began pecking at it impatiently. At last he straightened reluctantly, For Mr. Eric Stokes-Harding and struggling up, her bright garments stained with black mud. said, "of ages past, when men were men. Red-blooded heroes responding "At last!" Nada cried. "We're vigorously to the stirring was impartial as to the source of his thrills—provided they were distant enough "Yes, we're on our feet now, not parasites on the machines." must be practical. We must build a fire, find weapons, set up a shelter of some kind. I guess it strong, fearless, resourceful fellows, "We'll find a nice dry cave, and have a fire in front of the who could handle a club on equal terms with a cave-man, or "But first we must find a flint-bed. We need flint for tools, and to strike sparks to make a fire be very abundant, and of a most sticky consistence. They sank into it ankle deep at every step, their feet. A mile they struggled on, without finding where a provident nature had left them even of a dead mammoth, when the pretty woman in the other room stirred, and presently came Nada stopped. "Eric," she resolved to forget that his next "red-blooded action thriller" was due in the publisher's office at the tools, sharpened in the fire." "Probably you're right. This breakfast sent up the automatic shaft from the kitchens below. never tried it, myself. We need some dry sticks, first." They resumed the weary seemed scarce as the proverbial hen's teeth. "You didn't bring any matches, dear?" "Matches! Of course not! soon." "If dry wood were gold dust, we couldn't buy a hot dog." He confessed to a few pangs of his own. They turned their attention when life was simple and natural, when men hunted and killed their to looking for banana meat, instead of drinking synthetic stuff, when men still had animals that might have been slain with a broken branch had At last, from sheer weariness, they stopped, and gathered branches to make a sloping shelter by a vast fallen tree-trunk. contrary ideas about the matter. "And tomorrow, when it has quit raining—I'm sure we'll do better." They crept in, as gloomy night swarmed about them in clouds. Then came a sound from the dismal stormy night, a hoarse, bellowing roar, raucous, terrifying. Nada clung against Eric. they flourished there.... But maybe it won't find us." The Cosmic Express." "The Cosmic Express?" The roar was repeated, nearer. The earth trembled beneath a "Eric?" she called softly. "Yes, dear." "Don't you wish—we had "we" the girl did not notice. The roaring outside was closer. And suddenly it was answered considerable distance, that echoed strangely through the forest. The fearful sounds were repeated, alternately. And always broke out in the darkness. Bellows. Screams. Deafening shrieks. Mighty splashes, as if weren't a scientist." He glowed Eric and Nada clung to each the new Cosmic Express, is simply with pride. "But the method, in fingers through golden-brown hair. "But I don't see how they get any recognizable object, not overcame them. A few moments later, they were lying Cosmic Express office, with all and lenses about them. A bustling, red-faced official appeared through the door in the grill, fairly bubbling apologies. "So sorry—an accident—inconceivable. the Express Ray picks up an hope you haven't been injured." "Why—what—what—" "Why I happened in, found our operator drunk. I've no idea where he got the stuff. He muttered consulted the auto-register, and found two more passengers registered here than had been recorded the television at once, and we happened to find you. "I can't imagine how it happened. I've had the fellow locked up, and the 'dry-laws' are on the "No, I ask nothing except that you don't press charges against A bell had rung at the shaft. She ran to it, and returned with a great silver tray, laden with spouse, after they had washed off the grime of another planet. He spent the next twelve hours When they had finished, she carried the tray to the shaft, slid it in a slot, and touched a button—thus disposing of the culinary for himself and his mate, hunted food for her, defended her from cares of the morning. She ran back to Eric, who was stone tools, erected a dwelling death about the Cosmic Express! once more staring distastefully at his typewriter. "We can go to their office—it's only five minutes. The chap He's not supposed to take passengers

<question>:
Would Eric and Nada have been rescued, had the Cosmic Express operator not been drunk?

<options>:
A Yes. Eventually, someone would have checked the logs and recovered their bodies.
B No. The official only checked the logs because the operator was drunk.
C No. The operator told them he wouldn't be responsible.
D Yes. Eventually, someone would have checked the logs and started a search.

<answer>:

B