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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past. Joe didn't know how they'd Joe Prantera comfortable, warm feeling began spreading over him, the The older man stopped and squinted, but not suspiciously, even The physicist looked at him questioningly. "Get?" he said. Joe Prantera said impatiently, "The getaway. After I give it to this Howard And he pressed the trigger. And at that moment, the universe caved inward upon Joseph Marie Prantera. a get." "We hadn't thought of the matter on me?" Brett-James grimaced in amusement. "Mr. Prantera, this will probably get him off with a couple of years at Quentin. A door slid open in the wall in a from just going into some bank, like, and collecting up all the bread?" Brett-James cleared his throat. Prantera began to sense an alienness—a "And no money to put in them. We found it a rather antiquated century ago." Joe had given up. Now he merely stared. to practice vocally. "You have recovered?" Joe Prantera looked at the other expressionlessly. Maybe the old duck where's this guy Temple-Tracy you mother had died in childbirth. His father hadn't brought him to the States until the age of five and by that house, see? He lets me know every Wednesday night, eight o'clock, Al leaves the house all by hisself. O.K., so I can make plans, like, to give it to him." Joe Prantera wound it up reasonably. "You gotta have a finger." to Temple-Tracy's apartment and, ah, "Jest walk in, eh? You think I'm stupid? How do I know how many witnesses hangin' around? How do I know if the guy's carryin' heat?" He was dressed in a hospital-type nightgown. He looked down at it and Temple-Tracy lives alone. He customarily receives visitors every afternoon, largely potential followers. He me? I'd wind up in the gas chamber so quick—" "See here, Mr. Prantera," Brett-James said softly. "We no longer have noted dully. He turned slowly and faced the older man. Reston-Farrell said compassionately, "Try this, it's excellent cognac." him, "but, you see, we no longer punish people in this era." dressed, then followed him. In the adjoining room was a circular had evidently been a long wait. Prantera. He said very slowly, very Reston-Farrell, the one Joe had already at ease. They were both, Joe estimated, somewhere in their middle fifties. They both looked like docs. He wondered, all over again, if this was to you guys? How do you know I ... from yesteryear, Mr. Joseph Salviati-Prantera." Brett-James nodded to him, friendly, so far as Joe could see. He said Brett-James said gently, "The moment Prantera, wouldn't it? The maternal after you have accomplished won't rat on you?" over again, what'd'ya wanta give it to this guy for?" Howard Temple-Tracy is a dangerous, molded to his order. Joe said, "I think maybe I'll take get. Whatever the something else was, a slot opened in the middle of and adjustment is often not fully realized until thirty or even more. "What's it all about, huh?" Warren Brett-James said soothingly, "Prepare yourself for somewhat Temple-Tracy is aware of this and "To Nuevo Los Angeles and to the year—" Brett-James looked at his companion. "What is the date, Old Calendar?" "2133," Reston-Farrell said. "2133 A.D. they would say." them to the other, scowling. "What are you guys talking about?" Warren Brett-James said softly, "Mr. Prantera, you are no longer in the year 1960, you are now in the year 2133." He said, uncomprehendingly, "You realized the impossibility. Brett-James said gently, "Hardly for one hundred and seventy years, Mr. Prantera." say, from your own era to ours." Joe Prantera had never been exposed to the concept of time travel. He had simply never associated with to him and Warren Brett-James sat considered such an idea. Now he said, "You mean, like, I been asleep all that time?" "Not exactly," Brett-James said, frowning. Reston-Farrell said, "Suffice to say, you are now one hundred and seventy-three years after the last memory you have." out. He knew it wouldn't have taken much for them to cancel the to those last memories and his eyes narrowed dangerously. He felt suddenly at bay. He said, "Maybe Joe Prantera's mind suddenly reverted Inwardly, Joe was amused. Now to feel the comfortable, pleasurable, warm feeling that came to him on If they allowed him to call it off today, they'd talk themselves into it again before the week was through. Warren Brett-James said, "Quite sure. He is a student of history." "And he won't think it's funny I Besides, already Joe was beginning to perform a task for us." Joe stared at him, and then at the occasions like this. in the back. Joe had, tucked in his American, eh?" Joe Prantera came abruptly to belt, a .45 caliber automatic, once displayed Prantera?" Joe glared at him. Then sat down again, as abruptly as he'd arisen. "Let's start all over again. I got this straight, you brought me, some screwy way, all the way ... here. grandchildren." The two men of the future said Prantera's face, scowled and said nothing more for long minutes while to interview Citizen Howard Temple-Tracy." Mr. Prantera. You were ... you what they had planned. remember that at the point when we ... Temple-Tracy stared at the weapon. "It's a handgun, circa, I would say, about 1925 Old Calendar. What in the world are you doing with it?" Joe said, very slowly, "Chief, in the others were on the verge of chickening a century and a half." Prantera's irritation over this whole "Well, then do it yourself." Joe project. It wasn't any answer though. Reston-Farrell said, "Mr. Prantera, of a fellow man." Joe snapped: "Everything you guys say sounds crazy. Let's start all over again." Brett-James said, "Let me do it, we have brought you from your era "Mr. Prantera, in your own era, did other. He couldn't believe he was getting depressions and dictators and like that." "Yes, like that," Brett-James nodded. and a half ago our society eliminated the reasons for international musingly, "we eliminated most international boundaries. Depressions? Shortly after your own period, man awoke to the fact that he had achieved to the point where it was possible to found, Mr. Prantera, that it is thumped his right index finger twice on the table. "The bacterium of hate—a new strain—has found the human "Mr. Prantera, have you ever heard of "Sure I heard of Hitler and Stalin," Joe growled. "I ain't stupid." Mr. Prantera, we have already told your present—" "Waita minute, now. You figure on gettin' me candled by some head shrinker, eh? No thanks, Buster. I'm going back to my own—" Brett-James was shaking his head again. "I am afraid there is no return, Mr. Prantera. Time travel works but in one direction, with time stream. There can be no return to your own era." Joe Prantera had been rocking bring him from the past. He didn't want to meet them. The fewer persons involved, the better. Brett-James evidently had something to do with the process that had enabled them to bring Joe from the

<question>:
How does Prantera initially gain trust with Temple-Tracy?

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A Giving him information about his opponents
B Speaking to him in Amer-English
C Revealing his potential assassins
D Giving him a 1925 Old Calendar

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B