text_original: Nikola Petrovitch had no squeamish notions about joy killing; also he knew better than nurse or doctor the spirit and the courage of the woman for whose life he had dared every danger that nature and man in their most murderous moods devise. He took Reuben Cowder by the hand and led him straight into the narrow stone floored chamber where Nancy Cowder lay, and he took the astonished nurse by the arm and led her out.
text_transcription: NIKOLAY PETROVITCH HAD NO SQUEAMISH NOTIONS ABOUT JOY TONE ALSO HE KNEW BETTER THAN NURSE OR DOCTOR THE SPIRIT AND COURAGE OF THE WOMAN FOR WHOSE LIFE HE HAD DARED EVERY DANGER THAT NATURE AND MAN IN THEIR MOST MURDEROUS MOODS DEFIED HE TOOK REUBEN COUNTER BY THE HAND AND LED HIM STRAIGHT INTO THE NARROW STONE FLOORED CHAMBER WHERE NANCY COWTER LAY AND HE TOOK THE ASTONISHED NURSE BY THE ARM AND LED HER OUT
phonemes: nɪkˈoʊlə pˈɛtɹəvˌɪtʃ hæd nˈoʊ skwˈiːmɪʃ nˈoʊʃənz ɐbˌaʊt dʒˈɔɪ kˈɪlɪŋ; ˈɔːlsoʊ hiː nˈuː bˈɛɾɚ ðɐn nˈɜːs ɔːɹ dˈɑːktɚ ðə spˈɪɹɪt ænd ðə kˈɜːɹɪdʒ ʌvðə wˈʊmən fɔːɹ hˌuːz lˈaɪf hiː hæd dˈɛɹd ˈɛvɹi dˈeɪndʒɚ ðæt nˈeɪtʃɚ ænd mˈæn ɪn ðɛɹ mˈoʊst mˈɜːdɚɹəs mˈuːdz dɪvˈaɪz. hiː tˈʊk ɹˈuːbən kˈaʊdɚ baɪ ðə hˈænd ænd lˈɛd hˌɪm stɹˈeɪt ˌɪntʊ ðə nˈæɹoʊ stˈoʊn flˈɔːɹd tʃˈeɪmbɚ wˌɛɹ nˈænsi kˈaʊdɚ lˈeɪ, ænd hiː tˈʊk ðɪ ɐstˈɑːnɪʃt nˈɜːs baɪ ðɪ ˈɑːɹm ænd lˈɛd hɜːɹ ˈaʊt.