"Once or twice, but I'm hardly an expert," Martha replies with a sigh. "Hopefully it won't come to that and we can just... I don't know, shoot him down when he rides into town."

But there comes the noise that she's subconsciously been waiting for: fast approaching hoofbeats. The townspeople all hear it as well and rush into their homes, locking the doors and boarding up the windows.

Martha knows there's no reason to be scared, but even she can feel the suspense of the bandit's approach.