范十一娘，城祭酒之女。少豔美，騷雅尤絕。父母鐘愛之，求聘者輒令自擇；女恆少可。會上元日，水月寺中諸尼，作「盂蘭盆會」。是日，游女如雲，女亦詣之。方隨喜間，一女子步趨相從，屢望顏色，似欲有言。審視之，二八絕代姝也。悅而好之，轉用盼注。女子微笑曰：「姊非范十一娘乎？」答曰：「然。」女子曰：「久聞芳名，人言果不虛謬。」十一娘亦審里居。女答言：「妾封氏，第三，近在鄰村。」把臂歡笑，詞致溫婉，於是大相愛悅，依戀不捨。十一娘問：「何無伴侶？」曰：「父母早世，家中止一老嫗，留守門戶，故不得來。」十一娘將歸，封凝眸欲涕，十一娘亦惘然，遂邀過從。封曰：「娘子朱門繡戶，妾素無葭莩親，慮致譏嫌。」十一娘固邀之。答：「俟異日。」十一娘乃脫金釵一股贈之，封亦摘髻上綠簪為報。十一娘既歸，傾想殊切。出所贈簪，非金非玉，家人都不之識，甚異之。日望其來，悵然遂病。父母訊得故，使人於近村諮訪，並無知者。時值重九，十一娘羸頓無聊，倩侍兒強扶窺園，設褥東籬下。忽一女子攀垣來窺，覘之，則封女也。呼曰：「接我以力？」侍兒從之，驀然遂下。十一娘驚喜，頓起，曳坐褥間，責其負約，且問所來。答云：「妾家去此尚遠，時來舅家作耍。前言近村者，緣舅家耳。別後懸思頗苦；然貧賤者與貴人交，足未登門，先懷慚怍，恐為婢僕下眼覷，是以不果來。適經牆外過，聞女子語，便一攀望，冀是小姐，今果如願。」十一娘因述病源。封泣下如雨，因曰：「妾來當須秘密。造言生事者，飛短流長，所不堪受。」十一娘諾。偕歸同榻，快與傾懷。病尋愈。訂為姊妹，衣服履舄，輒互易著。見人來，則隱匿夾幙間。積五六月，公及夫人頗聞之。
範十一娘是城裡祭酒的女兒。她從小就長得美麗，詩文才華和風雅氣質尤其出眾。父母十分疼愛她，凡有人來求親，總讓她自己挑選，她卻很少有看得上的。正好到了元宵節，水月寺裡的尼姑們舉辦盂蘭盆會。這一天，出來遊玩的女子多得像雲一樣，十一娘也去了。她正在寺裡遊覽禮佛，一個女子跟著她走，不時看她的臉，似乎有話想說。十一娘仔細一看，原來是個十六歲的絕色少女。她心裡喜歡，也轉過目光留意那女子。女子微笑著說：「姐姐不是範十一娘嗎？」十一娘回答：「是。」女子說：「早就聽說你的好名聲，大家說的果然一點也不假。」十一娘也問她住在哪裡。女子回答：「我姓封，在家排行第三，就住在附近的村子裡。」兩人挽著手臂說笑，封三娘說話溫柔婉轉，兩人十分投緣，依依不捨。十一娘問：「你怎麼沒有人陪著？」三娘說：「父母早已去世，家裡只有一個老婆婆，留下看家，所以不能陪我來。」十一娘要回家時，三娘凝望著她，幾乎要落下淚來。十一娘也覺得悵然，便邀請她到家裡來往。三娘說：「你家是富貴人家，我和你又沒有一點親戚關係，怕惹來譏笑和嫌疑。」十一娘再三邀請。三娘回答：「等改天吧。」十一娘便取下一支金釵送給她，三娘也摘下發髻上的綠簪回贈。十一娘回家後，十分想念三娘。她拿出三娘送的簪子，發現既不是金的，也不是玉的，家裡人都認不出是什麼材料，覺得很奇怪。她每天盼著三娘來，因失望憂愁而病倒了。父母問清緣故，派人到附近村子打聽，卻沒有一個人知道三娘。到了重陽節，十一娘已經瘦弱疲憊，百無聊賴，叫侍女勉強扶著自己去看看花園，又讓人在東邊籬笆下鋪好褥子。忽然，一個女子攀著牆頭向裡張望，仔細一看，正是封三娘。三娘喊道：「幫著接我下去好嗎？」侍女過去幫忙，她一下子就下來了。十一娘又驚又喜，立刻站起來，拉著她坐到褥子上，責怪她不守約，又問她從哪裡來。三娘回答：「我家離這裡還遠，我時常來舅舅家玩。先前說住在附近村子，是指舅舅家。分別以後，我也想你想得很苦。可是窮苦人和貴人交往，還沒進門，心裡就先覺得羞慚，怕被婢女僕人看不起，所以始終沒來。剛才從牆外經過，聽見女子說話，就攀上來看看，希望是小姐，今天果然如願了。」十一娘便告訴她自己生病的緣故。三娘淚如雨下，說：「我來這裡，一定要保密。那些編造是非、挑起事端的人，四處說長道短，我實在受不了。」十一娘答應了。兩人一起回房，同睡一張床，痛快地傾訴心事。十一孃的病不久就好了。她們結為姐妹，常常交換衣服鞋子來穿。有人來時，三娘就藏進兩重帷幔之間。這樣過了五六個月，范公和夫人也聽說了不少。
范十一娘，城祭酒之女。少艳美，骚雅尤绝。父母钟爱之，求聘者辄令自择；女恒少可。会上元日，水月寺中诸尼，作「盂兰盆会」。是日，游女如云，女亦诣之。方随喜间，一女子步趋相从，屡望颜色，似欲有言。审视之，二八绝代姝也。悦而好之，转用盼注。女子微笑曰：「姊非范十一娘乎？」答曰：「然。」女子曰：「久闻芳名，人言果不虚谬。」十一娘亦审里居。女答言：「妾封氏，第三，近在邻村。」把臂欢笑，词致温婉，于是大相爱悦，依恋不舍。十一娘问：「何无伴侣？」曰：「父母早世，家中止一老妪，留守门户，故不得来。」十一娘将归，封凝眸欲涕，十一娘亦惘然，遂邀过从。封曰：「娘子朱门绣户，妾素无葭莩亲，虑致讥嫌。」十一娘固邀之。答：「俟异日。」十一娘乃脱金钗一股赠之，封亦摘髻上绿簪为报。十一娘既归，倾想殊切。出所赠簪，非金非玉，家人都不之识，甚异之。日望其来，怅然遂病。父母讯得故，使人于近村咨访，并无知者。时值重九，十一娘羸顿无聊，倩侍儿强扶窥园，设褥东篱下。忽一女子攀垣来窥，觇之，则封女也。呼曰：「接我以力？」侍儿从之，蓦然遂下。十一娘惊喜，顿起，曳坐褥间，责其负约，且问所来。答云：「妾家去此尚远，时来舅家作耍。前言近村者，缘舅家耳。别后悬思颇苦；然贫贱者与贵人交，足未登门，先怀惭怍，恐为婢仆下眼觑，是以不果来。适经墙外过，闻女子语，便一攀望，冀是小姐，今果如愿。」十一娘因述病源。封泣下如雨，因曰：「妾来当须秘密。造言生事者，飞短流长，所不堪受。」十一娘诺。偕归同榻，快与倾怀。病寻愈。订为姊妹，衣服履舄，辄互易着。见人来，则隐匿夹幙间。积五六月，公及夫人颇闻之。
范十一娘是城里祭酒的女儿。她从小就长得美丽，诗文才华和风雅气质尤其出众。父母十分疼爱她，凡有人来求亲，总让她自己挑选，她却很少有看得上的。正好到了元宵节，水月寺里的尼姑们举办盂兰盆会。这一天，出来游玩的女子多得像云一样，十一娘也去了。她正在寺里游览礼佛，一个女子跟着她走，不时看她的脸，似乎有话想说。十一娘仔细一看，原来是个十六岁的绝色少女。她心里喜欢，也转过目光留意那女子。女子微笑着说：“姐姐不是范十一娘吗？”十一娘回答：“是。”女子说：“早就听说你的好名声，大家说的果然一点也不假。”十一娘也问她住在哪里。女子回答：“我姓封，在家排行第三，就住在附近的村子里。”两人挽着手臂说笑，封三娘说话温柔婉转，两人十分投缘，依依不舍。十一娘问：“你怎么没有人陪着？”三娘说：“父母早已去世，家里只有一个老婆婆，留下看家，所以不能陪我来。”十一娘要回家时，三娘凝望着她，几乎要落下泪来。十一娘也觉得怅然，便邀请她到家里来往。三娘说：“你家是富贵人家，我和你又没有一点亲戚关系，怕惹来讥笑和嫌疑。”十一娘再三邀请。三娘回答：“等改天吧。”十一娘便取下一支金钗送给她，三娘也摘下发髻上的绿簪回赠。十一娘回家后，十分想念三娘。她拿出三娘送的簪子，发现既不是金的，也不是玉的，家里人都认不出是什么材料，觉得很奇怪。她每天盼着三娘来，因失望忧愁而病倒了。父母问清缘故，派人到附近村子打听，却没有一个人知道三娘。到了重阳节，十一娘已经瘦弱疲惫，百无聊赖，叫侍女勉强扶着自己去看看花园，又让人在东边篱笆下铺好褥子。忽然，一个女子攀着墙头向里张望，仔细一看，正是封三娘。三娘喊道：“帮着接我下去好吗？”侍女过去帮忙，她一下子就下来了。十一娘又惊又喜，立刻站起来，拉着她坐到褥子上，责怪她不守约，又问她从哪里来。三娘回答：“我家离这里还远，我时常来舅舅家玩。先前说住在附近村子，是指舅舅家。分别以后，我也想你想得很苦。可是穷苦人和贵人交往，还没进门，心里就先觉得羞惭，怕被婢女仆人看不起，所以始终没来。刚才从墙外经过，听见女子说话，就攀上来看看，希望是小姐，今天果然如愿了。”十一娘便告诉她自己生病的缘故。三娘泪如雨下，说：“我来这里，一定要保密。那些编造是非、挑起事端的人，四处说长道短，我实在受不了。”十一娘答应了。两人一起回房，同睡一张床，痛快地倾诉心事。十一娘的病不久就好了。她们结为姐妹，常常交换衣服鞋子来穿。有人来时，三娘就藏进两重帷幔之间。这样过了五六个月，范公和夫人也听说了不少。
Fan Shiyiniang was the daughter of a Chancellor of the Imperial Academy at Lucheng. She was lovely from girlhood, and in poetry and refinement she had no equal. Her parents doted on her, and whenever anyone sought her hand they let her choose for herself; she seldom approved of anyone. It happened that on the day of the Lantern Festival the nuns of the Water-Moon Temple held an Ullambana service. Women thronged out that day like clouds, and Shiyiniang went too. As she was going round the halls, a girl kept pace with her, glancing again and again at her face as if she wanted to speak. Shiyiniang looked at her closely: she was a beauty of about sixteen, without peer in her generation. Shiyiniang liked her at once and turned to gaze at her in return. The girl smiled. “Aren’t you Miss Fan Shiyiniang?” “I am,” she said. “I have long heard of you,” said the girl, “and what people say is no lie.” Shiyiniang asked in turn where she lived. “My family name is Feng,” the girl answered, “and I am the third daughter. I live close by, in the next village.” They took each other by the arm and laughed together. The girl spoke gently and sweetly, and they grew so fond of each other that they could not bear to part. “Why have you no one with you?” Shiyiniang asked. “My parents died when I was small. There is only an old woman at home to keep the door, so she could not come.” When Shiyiniang was about to go home, Feng gazed at her as if about to cry, and Shiyiniang too felt lost, so she invited her to visit. “Your family lives behind vermilion gates and embroidered doors,” said Feng, “and I am not even the most distant relation. I fear people would mock me and resent me.” Shiyiniang pressed her. “Some other day,” she answered. Shiyiniang took one of the gold pins from her hair and gave it to her, and Feng drew a green pin from her own topknot in return. Back home, Shiyiniang longed for her desperately. She brought out the pin she had been given: it was neither gold nor jade, and no one in the household knew what it was. They thought it very strange. Every day she watched for Feng to come, and in her disappointment she fell ill. Her parents questioned her and learned the reason, and sent people to inquire in the villages nearby, but no one knew of the girl. It was now the Double Ninth. Shiyiniang, weak and listless, had a maid help her out against her strength to look at the garden, and had a mat laid for her beneath the eastern hedge. Suddenly a girl climbed the wall and peered over. Shiyiniang looked: it was Feng. “Help me down?” Feng called. The maid did so, and in a moment Feng was down. Shiyiniang, startled and delighted, sprang up, pulled her down onto the mat, scolded her for breaking her promise, and asked where she had come from. “My home is a long way from here,” she said. “I often come to my uncle’s to amuse myself. When I said the next village, I meant his house. Since we parted I have missed you terribly. But when the poor make friends with the great, before they ever set foot in the door they are already ashamed. I was afraid the maids and servants would look down on me, so I never came. Just now I was passing outside the wall and heard a girl’s voice, so I climbed up to look, hoping it was you, miss — and so it was.” Shiyiniang told her how she had fallen ill. Feng wept, her tears falling like rain. “If I come,” she said, “it must be in secret. People who invent stories and stir up trouble, with all their gossip — I could not bear it.” Shiyiniang promised. They went in together and shared a bed, and poured out their hearts. Shiyiniang soon recovered. They swore to be sisters, and often wore each other’s clothes and shoes. Whenever anyone came, Feng hid between the bed curtains. Five or six months went by, and the Chancellor and Lady Fan had heard a good deal about it.