text_original: And then, from somewhere in the depths of the dark cabin, came a sound to make a man's blood run cold. "What's that?" I said, clutching Nick. "Benjy," said he; "thank God he did not die of fright."
text_transcription: AND THEN FROM SOMEWHERE IN THE DEPTHS OF THE DARK CABIN CAME A SOUND TO MAKE A MAN'S BLOOD RUN COLD WHAT'S THAT I SAID CLUTCHING NICK BENJY SAID HE THANK GOD HE DID NOT DIE OF FRIGHT
phonemes: ænd ðˈɛn, fɹʌm sˈʌmwɛɹ ɪnðə dˈɛpθs ʌvðə dˈɑːɹk kˈæbɪn, kˈeɪm ɐ sˈaʊnd tə mˌeɪk ɐ mˈænz blˈʌd ɹˈʌn kˈoʊld. "wˌʌts ðˈæt?" aɪ sˈɛd, klˈʌtʃɪŋ nˈɪk. "bˈɛndʒi," sˈɛd hiː; "θˈæŋk ɡˈɑːd hiː dɪdnˌɑːt dˈaɪ ʌv fɹˈaɪt."