"Do you really think you can succeed?" I taunted him. "Really think you
can kill every Earthman on Mars? Of all the insane, cockeyed--"
Val's quick, worried head-shake cut me off. But Ledman had felt my
words, all right.
"Yes! I'll get even with every one of you for taking away my legs! If we
hadn't meddled with the atom in the first place, I'd be as tall and
powerful as you, today--instead of a useless cripple in a wheelchair."
"You're sick, Gregory Ledman," Val said quietly. "You've conceived an
impossible scheme of revenge and now you're taking it out on innocent
people who've done nothing, nothing at all to you. That's not sane!"