text_original: A rattle of musketry set me shivering, and in an agony of fright I looked behind me to discover that I could not be more than four hundred yards from the fort. I had made a circle. I lay very still, my eyes watered with staring, and then  the droning began again.
text_transcription: A RATTLE OF MUSKETRY SET ME SHIVERING AND IN AN AGONY OF FRIGHT I LOOKED BEHIND ME TO DISCOVER THAT I COULD NOT BE MORE THAN FOUR HUNDRED YARDS FROM THE FORT I HAD MADE A CIRCLE I LAY VERY STILL MY EYES WATERED WITH STARING AND THEN THE DRONING BEGAN AGAIN
phonemes: ɐ ɹˈæɾəl ʌv mˈʌskɪtɹi sˈɛt mˌiː ʃˈɪvɚɹɪŋ, ænd ɪn ɐn ˈæɡəni ʌv fɹˈaɪt aɪ lˈʊkt bᵻhˌaɪnd mˌiː tə dɪskˈʌvɚ ðæt aɪ kʊd nˌɑːt biː mˈɔːɹ ðɐn fˈɔːɹ hˈʌndɹɪd jˈɑːɹdz fɹʌmðə fˈɔːɹt. aɪ hæd mˌeɪd ɐ sˈɜːkəl. aɪ lˈeɪ vˈɛɹi stˈɪl, maɪ ˈaɪz wˈɔːɾɚd wɪð stˈɛɹɪŋ, ænd ðˈɛn ðə dɹˈoʊnɪŋ bɪɡˈæn ɐɡˈɛn.