 How do you think Retief felt during his time on the ship?
THE FROZEN PLANET By Keith Laumer [Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Worlds of If Science Fiction, September 1961. Retief sat relaxed and said nothing. "Two double planets, all rather close to an unimportant star listed as DRI-G 33987. 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. "The Soetti War Plan—in detail. "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. Then he caught Retief's eye, closed his mouth and swallowed. "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. Retief pulled a paper from an inside pocket, handed it over. Retief put his suitcase carefully on the floor, took a step and drove a right into the guard's midriff. He picked up his bag, stepped over the man and went up the gangway into the ship. "Which way to cabin fifty-seven, son?" Retief asked. Retief made his way along the narrow hall, found signs, followed them to cabin fifty-seven. Retief put his bag down. A tall, florid man with an expensive coat belted over a massive paunch stood in the open door, looking at Retief. Retief sat on the bunk and lit a cigar. They maneuvered it through the door, lowered it, glanced at Retief and went out.
 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.