text_original: The hours of waiting, Dick remembered as long as he lived. The whole mining village, a motley collection of nationalities now fused into one, stood around the shaft for four hours before the first signal was given, a peremptory call to raise the cage.
text_transcription: THE HOURS OF WAITING DICK REMEMBERED AS LONG AS HE LIVED THE WHOLE MINING VILLAGE A MOTLEY COLLECTION OF NATIONALITIES NOW FUSED INTO ONE STOOD AROUND THE SHAFT FOR FOUR HOURS BEFORE THE FIRST SIGNAL WAS GIVEN A PEREMPTORY CALL TO RAISE THE CAGE
phonemes: ðɪ ˈaʊɚz ʌv wˈeɪɾɪŋ, dˈɪk ɹᵻmˈɛmbɚd æz lˈɔŋ æz hiː lˈɪvd. ðə hˈoʊl mˈaɪnɪŋ vˈɪlɪdʒ, ɐ mˈɑːtli kəlˈɛkʃən ʌv nˌæʃənˈælᵻɾiz nˈaʊ fjˈuːzd ˌɪntʊ wˌʌn, stˈʊd ɚɹˈaʊnd ðə ʃˈæft fɔːɹ fˈɔːɹ ˈaʊɚz bᵻfˌɔːɹ ðə fˈɜːst sˈɪɡnəl wʌz ɡˈɪvən, ɐ pɚɹˈɛmptɚɹi kˈɔːl tə ɹˈeɪz ðə kˈeɪdʒ.