 How do you think Retief felt during his time on the ship?
Retief sat relaxed and said nothing. They're called Jorgensen's Worlds, and in themselves are of no importance whatever. Magnan leaned back, waiting for Retief's reaction. Retief drew carefully on his cigar and looked at Magnan. "I have here," he said solemnly, "information which will change that picture completely." "All right, Mr. Councillor," Retief said. "This is no occasion for flippancy, Retief. "I'll carry it, sealed," Retief said. "If it's trapped for destruction, I suppose—" "I've heard of these Jorgensen's Worlds," Retief said. Overall policy calls for a defense of these backwater worlds. Otherwise the Corps would allow history to follow its natural course, as always." "Someone at a policy-making level has chosen to put all our eggs in one basket, Retief. Retief opened the envelope Magnan handed him and looked at the tickets inside. Retief stood up. "I'll tell you what," Retief said soberly. II Retief put down the heavy travel-battered suitcase and leaned on the counter, studying the schedules chalked on the board under the legend "ALDO CERISE—INTERPLANETARY." "Filled up. "But—" Retief picked up his suitcase and walked away toward the glare sign reading To Gates 16-30 . Retief followed the signs, threaded his way through crowds, found a covered ramp with the number 228 posted over it.
 Annoyed by the grievance he was receiving.
 Overwhelmed by bullies  Fearful of what he would encounter once they landed  Scared of what they had planned for him  Annoyed by the grievance he was receiving.