text_original: " Young stranger, you can do nothing in the matter ; but God hears, and will reward you ! " Meantime, Ordener's thirteen crowns had finished the work which the priest's mild gaze began. Xychol's anger being allayed, he recovered his good humor.
text_transcription: YOUNG STRANGER YOU CAN DO NOTHING IN THE MATTER BUT GOD HEARS AND WILL REWARD YOU MEANTIME ORDNA'S THIRTEEN CROWNS HAD FINISHED THE WORK WHICH THE PRIEST'S MILD GAZE BEGAN NICHOLL'S ANGER BEING ALLAYED HE RECOVERED HIS GOOD HUMOR
phonemes: " jˈʌŋ stɹˈeɪndʒɚ, juː kæn dˈuː nˈʌθɪŋ ɪnðə mˈæɾɚ ; bˌʌt ɡˈɑːd hˈɪɹz, ænd wɪl ɹᵻwˈɔːɹd juː ! " mˈiːntaɪm, ˈɔːɹdənɚz θˈɜːtiːn kɹˈaʊnz hæd fˈɪnɪʃt ðə wˈɜːk wˌɪtʃ ðə pɹˈiːsts mˈaɪld ɡˈeɪz bɪɡˈæn. zˈaɪkɑːlz ˈæŋɡɚ bˌiːɪŋ ɐlˈeɪd, hiː ɹᵻkˈʌvɚd hɪz ɡˈʊd hjˈuːmɚ.