 What does Dunbar mean in calling the other stars 'Jezebels' of stars?
TO EACH HIS STAR by BRYCE WALTON "Nothing around those other suns but ashes and dried blood," old Dunbar told the space-wrecked, desperate men. How could they believe in his choice when every star in this forsaken section of space was surrounded by a beckoning red rim? Four men, thought Russell, held together by an invisible string of gravity, plunging through a lost pocket of hell's dark where there had never been any sound or life, with old Dunbar the first in line, taking the lead because he was older and knew where he was and where he was going. When the four of them had escaped from that prison colony on a sizzling hot asteroid rock in the Ronlwhyn system, that wasn't enough for Dunbar. no—Dunbar had to start talking about a place they could go where they'd never be apprehended, in a system no one else had ever heard of, where they could live like gods on a green soft world like the Earth had been a long time back. "You're still sure it's the sun up ahead ... "No life, boys, nothing," Dunbar laughed. I remember those four suns all spotted to form a perfect circle from this point, with us squarely in the middle. They're Jezebels of stars.
 They are seductive, but ultimately, unworthy of pursuit
 They are uncomely on the exterior, but thriving within  They are designed to lure men to their deaths  They are meant to distract travelers from their main focus  They are seductive, but ultimately, unworthy of pursuit