Man with No Name- Good Hearing

An ordinary man would have heard no sound at all, but the hunter’s hearing had been tuned extra-fine by the demands of his hazardous trade. Now he flattened against the adobe wall, his gun ready, the hammer drawn back and restrained only by the ball of his thumb. The furtive steps whispered closer and closer.

The Man With No Name flung himself away from the wall and fell to his knees to foil an adversary who would be aiming chest high.

- For a Few Dollars More, chapter 15