All else was so quiet, that the flambeau carried up the steps, and the other flambeau held at the great door, burnt as if they were in a close room of state, instead of being in the open night-air.

其他一切都那么安静，以至于火炬抬上了台阶，而另一支火炬则停在，燃烧得仿佛他们在一个封闭国室里，而不在露天夜空中。

Villette is one blaze, one broad illumination; the whole world seems abroad; moonlight and heaven are banished: the town, by her own flambeaux, beholds her own splendour—gay dresses, grand equipages, fine horses and gallant riders throng the bright streets.

维莱特一团火焰，一道宽阔;整个世界似乎都在国外;月光和天堂被放逐了：小镇通过她自己火焰，看到了她自己辉煌——同性恋礼服、华丽装备、精美马匹和英勇骑手挤满了亮街道。