All the people described in the passage have in common that they are (A) fatigued (B) employed (C) happy (D) of the same class (E) in clusters Passage 6. Sinclair Lewis, Babbitt Th e towers of Zenith aspired above the morning mist; austere towers of steel and cement and limestone, sturdy as cliff s and delicate as silver rods. Th ey were neither citadels nor churches, but frankly and beautifully offi ce-buildings. Th e mist took pity on the fretted structures of earlier generations: the Post Offi ce with its shingle-tortured mansard, the red brick minarets of hulking old houses, factories with stingy and sooted windows, wooden tenements colored like mud. Th e city was full of such grotesqueries, but the clean towers were thrusting them from the business center, and on the farther hills were shining new houses, homes—they seemed—for laughter and tranquility. Over a concrete bridge fl ed a limousine of long sleek hood and noiseless engine. Th ese people in evening clothes were returning from an all-night rehearsal of a Little Th eater play, an artistic adventure considerably illuminated by champagne. Below the bridge curved a railroad, a maze of green and crimson lights. Th e New York Flyer boomed past, and twenty lines of polished steel leaped into the glare. In one of the skyscrapers the wires of the Associated Press were closing down. Th e telegraph operators wearily raised their celluloid eye-shades after a night of talking with Paris and Peking. Th rough the building crawled the scrubwomen, yawning, their old shoes slapping. Th e dawn mist spun away. Cues of men with lunch-boxes clumped toward the immensity of new factories, sheets of glass and hollow tile, glittering shops where fi ve thousand men worked beneath one roof, pouring out the honest wares that would be sold up the Euphrates and across the veldt. Th e whistles rolled out in greeting a chorus cheerful as the April dawn; the song of labor in a city built—it seemed—for giants.

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sll the people are B) employed.

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