I am reminded of the story of the Quaker gentleman farmer, who awakened in the middle of the night and heard noises of a suspicious nature from the first floor. He proceeded to investigate, carrying a double barreled shotgun.
He found a questionable person stuffing the family silver into a pillowslip in the dining room. He then stated firmly, “Friend, I would not harm thee for all the world, but you are standing where I intend to shoot!”