Gouverneur Morris, The Penalty
“ Wilmot was at first bewildered."My legs?""They are to be grafted on my poor old stumps," said Blizzard. "You won't die. You'll just be as I am now. And I--I," his eyes shone with an unholy light, "shall be as you are now--a biped--a real man--a giant of a man. You are going to consent?""How do I know that you will let Miss Ferris go?""You shall have news of her freedom and safety in her own writing.""When I have that assurance," said Wilmot, "I will consent to anything. Any decent man would give his life for a woman--why not his legs? Is Dr. Ferris to operate?" ”
