'Nance,' said he, 'would you have a man sit down and suffer or rise up and strive ?' 'Nay,' she said.

'I would always rather see him doing.' 'Ha!' said Mr.Archer, 'but yet you speak from an imperfect knowledge.
Conceive a man damned to a choice of only evil--misconduct upon either side, not a fault behind him, and yet naught before him but this choice of sins.

How would you say then ?' 'I would say that he was much deceived, Mr.Archer,' returned Nance.

'I would say there was a third choice, and that the right one.' 'I tell you,' said Mr.Archer, 'the man I have in view hath two ways open, and no more.

One to wait, like a poor mewling baby, till Fate save or ruin him; the other to take his troubles in his hand, and to perish or be saved at once.