' 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。
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!
就像术师挥舞
样, 升
个可怕的幻影, ——升
千个幻影,——以各种形状, 死亡,或者更可怕的耻辱, 都聚集在牧师周围, 用手指指着他的胸膛!