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

’人群盈，头上没有遮盖；喊声再次响。

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， 康威听到中个人在质问他的同伴。

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!

就像魔术师挥舞魔杖样， 个可怕的幻影， ——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！