text_original: My sword is the only weapon which I recognize." " Sir, sir ! it has never been proved that the archangel Michael did not resort to stratagem to vanquish Satan." Here Spiagudry stopped short, and stretching out his hands, exclaimed in scarcely audible tones, " Oh, heavens ! Oh, heavens ! What do I see ? Look, master ; is riot that a short man walking before us in the path ? " "Faith," said Ordener, raising his eyes, " I see nothing."
text_transcription: MY SWORD IS THE ONLY WEAPON WHICH I RECOGNISE SIR SIR IT HAS NEVER BEEN PROVED THAT THE ARCHANGEL MICHAEL DID NOT RESORT TO STRATAGEM TO VANQUISH SATAN HERE SVIAGREE STOPPED SHORT AND STRETCHING OUT HIS HANDS EXCLAIMED IN SCARCELY AUDIBLE TONES OH HEAVENS OH HEAVENS WHAT DO I SEE LOOK MASTER IS NOT THAT A SHORT MAN WALKING BEFORE US IN THE PATH FAITH SAID ORDNO RAISING HIS EYES I SEE NOTHING
phonemes: maɪ sˈɔːɹd ɪz ðɪ ˈoʊnli wˈɛpən wˌɪtʃ aɪ ɹˈɛkəɡnˌaɪz." " sˌɜː, sˌɜː ! ɪt hɐz nˈɛvɚ bˌɪn pɹˈuːvd ðætðɪ ˌɑːɹtʃˈeɪndʒəl mˈaɪkəl dɪdnˌɑːt ɹᵻzˈɔːɹt tə stɹˈæɾeɪdʒəm tə vˈæŋkwɪʃ sˈeɪtən." hˈɪɹ spˈaɪəɡˌʌdɹi stˈɑːpt ʃˈɔːɹt, ænd stɹˈɛtʃɪŋ ˈaʊt hɪz hˈændz, ɛksklˈeɪmd ɪn skˈɛɹsli ˈɔːdᵻbəl tˈoʊnz, " ˈoʊ, hˈɛvənz ! ˈoʊ, hˈɛvənz ! wˌʌt dˈuː aɪ sˈiː ? lˈʊk, mˈæstɚ ; ɪz ɹˈaɪət ðˌæɾə ʃˈɔːɹt mˈæn wˈɔːkɪŋ bᵻfˌɔːɹ ˌʌs ɪnðə pˈæθ ? " "fˈeɪθ," sˈɛd ˈɔːɹdənɚ, ɹˈeɪzɪŋ hɪz ˈaɪz, " aɪ sˈiː nˈʌθɪŋ."