I'm no black-hander, to creep up behind them with a knife, or take a pot shot at them.

I'm not quite that kind, neighbor, and it couldn't be done, anyway." "You could put 'em out of the way, and no one would be the wiser," hinted the stranger.
"How ?" "I'll show you, when I'm sure enough that you're game," declared the civilian.

"I'd have to be sure you had the nerve." "I haven't," admitted Private Mock.
"Do you know, I began to think that before you admitted it ?" sneered the other.
"Not the way you mean," flared up the ex-sergeant.

"I can be mean in order to get square with a mean officer.

But I can get along without putting him under the sod.