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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end. The morrow would decide the ascendancy of Myles I “It’s too bad that Myles Cabot can’t see this!” I exclaimed, as my eye fell on the following item: The next morning Myles Cabot was led under guard to the council chamber of the dread thirteen: Formis and her THE COUP D’ETAT First the accusation was read, Myles being furnished in his own behalf. Myles rose, then shrugged his shoulders, While at my farm Cabot had rigged up a huge radio set and a matter-transmitting apparatus, with which he had (presumably) shot himself back to Poros on the night of the That had never occurred to me! How stupid! “What had I better do about it, if anything?” I asked. That evening, when I was over in town, the clerk in the drug store waylaid me to say that there had been a long-distance of the return of Myles Cabot to the planet Minos. adventures Myles had told me in person during his stay on my farm. And that is all that Myles learned of the conversation, for his interpreter at this juncture stopped writing and think?” Kellogg’s reply gave my sluggish mind the second jolt which it had received that day. And so it was that I took the early boat next morning Myles Cabot had left on my farm. They utterly failed to comprehend the matter-transmitting apparatus, and so—after the fallen tower had been reerected I was the first to try the earphones, and was rewarded by a faint “bzt-bzt” like the song of a north woods blackfly. In conventional radioese, I repeated the sounds to the his own head, he spelled out to us, “C-Q C-Q C-Q D-E C-A-B-O-T C-A-B-O-T C-A-B-O-T—” Seizing the big leaf-switch, he threw it over. The motor-generator Myles’s own account of the amazing adventures on the planet Myles Cabot had returned to the earth to study the had been brewing all that evening, and just as Myles had placed himself between the coordinate axes of his machine and had gathered up the strings which ran from his control levers to within the apparatus, there had come a blinding flash. Lightning had struck his aerial. How long his unconsciousness lasted he knew not. He was some time in regaining his senses. But when he had finally and fully recovered, he found himself lying on a sky. He fell to wondering, vaguely and pleasantly, where he was and how he had got here. Suddenly, however, his ears were jarred by a familiar sound. At once his senses cleared, and he listened intently to the distant purring of a motor. Yes, there could be no mistake an airplane was approaching. Now he could see it, a speck in the sky, far down the beach. Nearer and nearer it came. Myles sprang to his feet. To his intense surprise, he found that the effort threw him quite a distance into the air. Instantly the idea flashed through his mind: “I must be on Mars! Or some other strange planet.” This idea was vaguely reminiscent of something. But while he was trying to catch this vaguely elusive train of thought, his attention was diverted by the fact that, for some unaccountable reason, his belt buckle and most of the buttons which had held his clothes together were missing, so that his clothing came to pieces as he rose, and that he had to shed it rapidly in order to avoid impeding his movements. He wondered at the cause of this. What was his horror when out of it clambered, not men of them, running toward him over the glistening sands. Gone was all his languor, as he seized a piece of driftwood and prepared to defend himself. As he stood thus expectant, Myles realized that his present position and condition, the surrounding scenery, and the advance even recognized one of the ant-men as old Doggo, who had befriended him on his previous visit. Could it be that all his adventures in Cupia had been naught but a dream a recurring dream, in fact? Were his dear wife Lilla and his little son Kew merely figments of his imagination? Horrible thought! And then events began to differ from those of the past alone. By the agitation of the beast’s antennae the earth man could see that it was talking to him. But Myles no longer possessed the wonderful electrical headset which he had contrived and built during his previous visit to that So he picked up two sticks from the beach, and held shorthand on the silver sands the message: “Myles Cabot, “What, again?” scratched Myles, then made a sign of submission. 11 He dreaded the paralyzing bite which Formians usually His heart glowed with the warmth of homecoming. had been their prisoner before, and had escaped. Once more he could escape, and rescue the Princess Lilla. Poor girl! How eager he was to reach her side, and save her from that peril, whatever it was, which had caused her to flash that “S O S” a hundred million miles across the his departure, only a few sangths ago. How was it that the ant-men had survived their airplane journey across the boiling seas? What had led them to return? Or perhaps captive, through the skies. He gazed again at the scene below, and now noted one Turning to Doggo, Myles extended his left palm, and there were no writing materials aboard the ship. Myles for doubtless they would soon hover down in some city or town, though just which one he could not guess, as the country below was wholly unfamiliar. were consolidating their position and attempting to build up a new empire in some out-of-the-way portion of the continent. As the earth-man was turning these thoughts over in his advanced menacingly toward Myles, but Doggo held them Grecian wave designs in blue. Myles put on this garment, Myles, who read as follows: “It was his brain that conceived our daring plan of escape. If there were other lands beyond the boiling seas, Formia eight years ago?” When Myles reached the end of reading this narrative, he in turn took the pad and stylus and related how he had static conditions just as he had been about to transmit himself back. Oh, if only he had landed by chance upon the same beach as on his first journey through the skies! Wisely he refrained from mentioning the “S O S” message spurred him to be anxious about her rescue. planned for him so the concluding words which he wrote Doggo’s reply astounded him. When Myles had somewhat recovered from his astonishment, “Why don’t you?” Myles wrote. It seemed to him to be thought of independence in the mind of one reared in an autocracy. Myles tactfully changed the subject. “We know not,” the Formian wrote in reply. “Six days ago he left us in his airship and flew westward. When he failed to return, we sent out scout planes to search for him, and we have been hunting ever since. When we sighted you on the beach this morning we thought that of writing and eating at the same time. But now Myles Cabot seized his pad and stylus and wrote: “Have you ever known me to fail in any undertaking “Treason?” Myles asked. If he had spoken the word, he whom Myles had ever known among the once dominant race of Poros. Finally, as the dials indicated midnight, the two conspirators sufficient draperies to form a bed for the earth-man. These brought, the two friends patted each other a fond good night, and the tired earth-man lay down for the first sleep which he had had in over forty earth hours. It hardly seemed possible! Night before last he had slept peacefully on a conventional feather-bed in a little New England farmhouse. Then had come the S O S message of fortune! With these thoughts the returned wanderer lapsed into a deep and dreamless sleep. When he awakened in the morning there was a guard posted at the door. 18 Doggo did not show up until nearly noon, when he

<question>:
What shocked Myles the most when he woke up on the beach?

<options>:
A Enemies arrived that he believed to be dead.
B He was on Venus instead of Mars.
C He realized Prince Yuri was alive.
D He knew he'd been dreaming.

<answer>:

A