text_original: " Help me, and do not talk of saints to the devil ! " " My lord," continued the suppliant Spiagudry, " by your illustrious ancestor, Saint Ingulf— " Ingulf the Destroyer was an outlaw like myself." 72 HANS OF ICELAND. " In the name of Heaven," said the old man, falling on his knees, " whose anger I would spare you ! " Impatience overcame the little man. His dull gray eyes Hashed like a couple of live coals. " Help me
text_transcription: HELP ME AND DO NOT TALK OF SAINTS TO THE DEVIL MY LORD CONTINUED THE SUPPLIANT BIAGATORY BY YOUR ILLUSTRIOUS ANCESTOR SAINT INGOLF ENGA THE DESTROYER WAS AN OUTLAW LIKE MYSELF IN THE NAME OF HEAVEN SAID THE OLD MAN FALLING ON HIS KNEES WHOSE ANGER I WOULD SPARE YOU IMPATIENCE OVERCAME THE LITTLE MAN HIS DULL GRAY EYES FLASHED LIKE A COUPLE OF LIVE COALS HELP ME
phonemes: " hˈɛlp mˌiː, ænd duːnˌɑːt tˈɔːk ʌv sˈeɪnts tə ðə dˈɛvəl ! " " maɪ lˈɔːɹd," kəntˈɪnjuːd ðə səplˈaɪənt spˈaɪəɡˌʌdɹi, " baɪ jʊɹ ɪlˈʌstɹiəs ˈænsɛstɚ, sˈeɪnt ɪŋɡˈʌlf— " ɪŋɡˈʌlf ðə dᵻstɹˈɔɪɚ wʌz ɐn ˈaʊtlɔː lˈaɪk maɪsˈɛlf." sˈɛvənti tˈuː hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. " ɪnðə nˈeɪm ʌv hˈɛvən," sˈɛd ðɪ ˈoʊld mˈæn, fˈɔːlɪŋ ˌɔn hɪz nˈiːz, " hˌuːz ˈæŋɡɚɹ aɪ wʊd spˈɛɹ juː ! " ɪmpˈeɪʃəns ˌoʊvɚkˈeɪm ðə lˈɪɾəl mˈæn. hɪz dˈʌl ɡɹˈeɪ ˈaɪz hˈæʃt lˈaɪk ɐ kˈʌpəl ʌv lˈaɪv kˈoʊlz. " hˈɛlp mˌiː