A baited hook is one thing, a bare hook is another.

Farmer Dale had long discovered where Phoebe's money went: he said not a word to her; but went up to town like a shot; found Falcon out, and told him he mustn't think to eat his daughter's bread.

She should marry a man that could make a decent livelihood; and if she was to run away with HIM, why they'd starve together.

The farmer was resolute, and spoke very loud, like one that expects opposition, and comes prepared to quarrel.

Instead of that, this artful rogue addressed him with deep respect and an affected veneration, that quite puzzled the old man; acquiesced in every word, expressed contrition for his past misdeeds, and told the farmer he had quite determined to labor with his hands.