text_original: Then Spiagudry, striving to assume a gracious expres  sion, addressed the soldier : " You say, my good fellow, that this wretched woman — " " Old rascal! " muttered Oily ; "yes, we are all 'wretched women,' to him, because our bodies, if they fall into his 1 Name of the Throndhjem morgue. 28 HANS OF ICELAND. claws, only bring him thirty escalins' reward, while he gets forty for the paltry carcass of a man."
text_transcription: THEN SPIAGRI STRIVING TO ASSUME A GRACIOUS EXPRESSION ADDRESSED THE SOLDIER YOU SAY MY GOOD FELLOW THAT THIS WRETCHED WOMAN OLD RASCAL MUTTERED OLI YES WE ARE ALL WRETCHED WOMEN TO HIM BECAUSE OUR BODIES IF THEY FALL INTO HIS CLAWS ONLY BRING HIM THIRTY ESCOLN'S REWARD WHILE HE GETS FORTY FOR THE PALTRY CARCASS OF A MAN
phonemes: ðˈɛn spˈaɪəɡˌʌdɹi, stɹˈaɪvɪŋ tʊ ɐsˈuːm ɐ ɡɹˈeɪʃəs ɛkspɹˈɛz sɪˈɑːn, ɐdɹˈɛst ðə sˈoʊldʒɚ : " juː sˈeɪ, maɪ ɡˈʊd fˈɛloʊ, ðæt ðɪs ɹˈɛtʃᵻd wˈʊmən — " " ˈoʊld ɹˈæskəl! " mˈʌɾɚd ˈɔɪli ; "jˈɛs, wiː ɑːɹ ˈɔːl ɹˈɛtʃᵻd wˈɪmɪn,tə hˌɪm, bɪkˈʌz ˌaʊɚ bˈɑːdiz, ɪf ðeɪ fˈɔːl ˌɪntʊ hɪz wˈʌn nˈeɪm ʌvðə θɹˈɑːnddʒəm mˈɔːɹɡ. twˈɛnti ˈeɪt hˈænz ʌv ˈaɪslənd. klˈɔːz, ˈoʊnli bɹˈɪŋ hˌɪm θˈɜːɾi ˈɛskɐlˌɪnz ɹᵻwˈɔːɹd, wˌaɪl hiː ɡˈɛts fˈɔːɹɾi fɚðə pˈɔːltɹi kˈɑːɹkəs əvə mˈæn."