text_original: There was a full minute of suspense  perhaps two  during which the very rifles of the fort were silent (though the popping in the weeds was redoubled), and then the barrel of a Deckard was poked through the hole.
text_transcription: IT WAS A FULL MINUTE OF SUSPENSE PERHAPS TWO DURING WHICH THE VERY RIFLES OF THE FORT WERE SILENT THOUGH THE POPPING IN THE WEEDGE WAS REDOUBLED AND THEN THE BARREL OF A DECARD WAS POKED THROUGH THE HOLE
phonemes: ðɛɹwˌʌz ɐ fˈʊl mˈɪnɪt ʌv səspˈɛns pɚhˈæps tˈuː dˈʊɹɹɪŋ wˌɪtʃ ðə vˈɛɹi ɹˈaɪfəlz ʌvðə fˈɔːɹt wɜː sˈaɪlənt (ðˌoʊ ðə pˈɑːpɪŋ ɪnðə wˈiːdz wʌz ɹᵻdˈʌbəld), ænd ðˈɛn ðə bˈæɹəl əvə dˈɛkɚd wʌz pˈoʊkt θɹuː ðə hˈoʊl.