I was on my way home and heard the call.

He looked like a man who could hear the call of battle.

It was then that I heard the little girl's call.

And high above him, he heard the call of a bird.

Our generation has now heard history's call, and we will answer it.

But I have not heard his call in such a manner.

I just happened to hear the call and recognize the address.

The fellow didn't come from the kitchen, though he should have heard the call.

Yes, I've even heard calls taken in the men's room.

Some animals hear the call and come over to join her.