A cry of terror arose. The whole multitude prostrated themselves, terror–stricken, on the ground.

人群发出了恐怖的喊声，他们一个个都吓得魂不附体，跪在地上了。

She tried to rush forward, but her feet seemed to have no strength in them, and for a second, she could only stand motionless, staring with a terror–stricken face at the little blue hood above the black water.

她想冲向前去，但她的两脚似乎一点力气也没有了；在一瞬间她只能站着一动也不动，脸色惊慌，注视着黑水上的那条小小的蓝色头巾。