text_original: As he lay back his hands loosed their hold of his coat and fell away all bloody. The knife slid to the floor. A crimson froth flecked his lips. "Oh  Heaven! You were  stabbed!" gasped Allie, sinking to her knees.
text_transcription: AS HE LAY BACK HIS HANDS LOOSED THEIR HOLE ON HIS COAT AND FELL AWAY ALL BLOODY THE KNIFE SLID TO THE FLOOR A CRIMSON FROCK FLECKED HIS LIPS OH HEAVENS WE WERE STABBED GASPED ALI SINKING TO HER KNEES
phonemes: æz hiː lˈeɪ bˈæk hɪz hˈændz lˈuːst ðɛɹ hˈoʊld ʌv hɪz kˈoʊt ænd fˈɛl ɐwˈeɪ ˈɔːl blˈʌdi. ðə nˈaɪf slˈɪd tə ðə flˈɔːɹ. ɐ kɹˈɪmsən fɹˈɑːθ flˈɛkt hɪz lˈɪps. "ˈoʊ hˈɛvən! juː wɜː stˈæbd!" ɡˈæspt ˈæli, sˈɪŋkɪŋ tə hɜː nˈiːz.