i 'm runnin ' down the street in mortal terror and there 's shouts behind me , but i runs faster and i 'm seein ' the gallows and the rope and mary townsend and the hangman jumpin ' on me shoulders till me neck snaps and me gullet is stretched , and i 'm blind with fear but i keeps on runnin ' till me breath is tearin ' holes in me chest and finally i lies down in the gutter with me arms wrapped around the bread and waits for them to come and wrap the noose around me neck and haul me up .