' The crowd grew light with uncovered heads; and again the shout uprose.

’人群变得轻盈，头上没有遮盖；喊声再次响起。

The whisper of gongs and trumpets uprose again, and Conway heard one of the men question his companion.

锣声和喇叭声再次响起， 康威听到中一个人在质问他同伴。

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!

就像魔术魔杖一样， 升起一个可怕幻影， ——升起一千个幻影，——以各种形状， 死亡，或者更可怕耻辱， 都聚集在牧周围， 用手指指着他胸膛！