The wind had dropped and a faint haze on the horizon showed that a fog was waiting to steal up the Saconnet on the turn of the tide;but all about him fields and woods were steeped in golden light.

风已经停了，地平线上的淡淡薄雾表明，在潮汐转折时，浓雾正等着偷走萨康内特；但他周围的田野和树林都沉浸在金色的光芒中。