noon
My score was coaxed along by our company coach , a nice chap named Haynes , who was most interested and sympathetic . As for me , the artilleryman vexed me so that I shot to kill _ him _ , and by imagining him at the target made a thirty-six . It was an entirely new sensation , to be so bedevilled by such a man , and to know that in wartime I could not reply . When at noon we were marched back to camp and dismissed I sought out Haynes and asked , `` What is your opinion of that artillery coach ? '' Said he , `` I 'm going to speak to the captain about him . '' `` Thanks , '' I said . `` You 'll save me the trouble . ''