' The crowd grew light with uncovered heads; and again the shout uprose.
’群变得轻盈,头上没有遮盖;喊声再次。
As at the waving of a magician's wand, uprose a grisly phantom, —uprose a thousand phantoms, —in many shapes, of death, or more awful shame, all flocking round about the clergyman, and pointing with their fingers at his breast!
就像魔术师挥舞魔杖一样, 升一个可怕的幻影, ——升一千个幻影,——以各种形状, 死亡,或者更可怕的耻辱, 都聚集牧师周围, 用手指指着他的胸膛!