"What is it that haunts and tempts me thus?" cried the minister to himself, at length, pausing in the street, and striking his hand against his forehead. "Am I mad? or am I given over utterly to the fiend? Did I make a contract with him in the forest, and sign it with my blood? And does he now summon me to its fulfilment, by suggesting the performance of every wickedness which his most foul imagination can conceive?"
“到底有什么东西如此纠缠和诱惑我啊？”最后，牧师停在街心，用手拍着前额，对自己这样喊着。“我是不是疯了？还是我让魔鬼完全控制了？我刚才在树林里是不是和魔鬼订了契约，并且用我的血签了字？现在他是不是传唤我按照他那最恶毒的想象力所设想出来的每一个恶行去履行契约呢？”

At the moment when the Reverend Mr. Dimmesdale thus communed with himself, and struck his forehead with his hand, old Mistress Hibbins, the reputed witch-lady, is said to have been passing by. She made a very grand appearance; having on a high head-dress, a rich gown of velvet, and a ruff done up with the famous yellow starch, of which Ann Turner, her especial friend, had taught her the secret, before this last good lady had been hanged for Sir Thomas Overbury's murder. Whether the witch had read the minister's thoughts, or no, she came to a full stop, looked shrewdly into his face, smiled craftily, and- though little given to converse with clergymen- began a conversation.
就在丁梅斯代尔牧师先生这样一边自言自语，一边用手拍着前额的时候，据说那有名的妖婆西宾斯老太太正好走过。她神气十足地头戴高帽，身穿富丽的丝绒长袍，颈上围着用著名的黄浆浆得笔挺的皱领，那种黄浆是按她的挚友安·特纳因谋杀托马斯·奥绍白利爵士而被绞之前教给她的秘方配制的。不管那妖婆是否看出了牧师的想法，反正她一下子停住了脚步，机灵地盯着他的面孔，狡诘地微笑着，并且开始同她从不打交道的牧师攀谈了起来。

"So, reverend sir, you have made a visit into the forest," observed the witch-lady, nodding her high head-dress at him. "The next time, I pray you to allow me only a fair warning, and I shall be proud to bear you company. Without taking overmuch upon myself, my good word will go far towards gaining any strange gentleman a fair reception from yonder potentate you wot of!"
“可敬的牧师先生，原来你去拜访了树林，”妖婆对他点点戴着高帽的头，开口说。“下一次，请你务必跟我打个招呼，我将十分自豪地陪你前往。不是我自吹，只消我说上一句好话，你知道的那位有权势的人，准会热情接待任何生客的！”

"I profess, madam," answered the clergyman, with a grave obeisance, such as the lady's rank demanded, and his own good-breeding made imperative- "I profess, on my conscience and character, that I am utterly bewildered as touching the purport of your words! I went not into the forest to seek a potentate; neither do I, at any future time, design a visit thither, with a view to gaining the favour of such personage. My one sufficient object was to greet that pious friend of mine, the Apostle Eliot, and rejoice with him over the many precious souls he hath won from heathendom!"
“老实讲，夫人，”牧师回答说，还郑重其事地鞠了一躬——这是那位夫人的地位所要求的，也是他的良好教养所必需的，“老实讲，以我的良心和人格担保，我对您这番话的含义实在莫名其妙！我到树林里去，绝不是去找什么有权势的人，而且在将来的任何时刻，我也没有去那儿拜访、谋求这样一个人欢心的意图。我唯一的目的是去问候我的一位虔诚的朋友，艾略特使徒，并和他一起欢庆他从邪教中争取过来的众多可贵的灵魂！”