text_original: A hand slipped into his  small, soft, trembling, exquisitely thrilling. Neale became still as a stone  transfixed. He knew that touch. No dream, no fancy, no morbid visitation!
text_transcription: A HAND SLIPPED INTO HIS SMALL SOFT TREMBLING EXQUISITELY THRILLING NEIL BECAME STILL AS A STONE TRANSFIXED HE KNEW THAT TOUCH NO DREAM NO FANCY NO MORBID VISITATION
phonemes: ɐ hˈænd slˈɪpt ˌɪntʊ hɪz smˈɔːl, sˈɔft, tɹˈɛmblɪŋ, ɛkskwˈɪsɪtli θɹˈɪlɪŋ. nˈiːl bɪkˌeɪm stˈɪl æz ɐ stˈoʊn tɹænsfˈɪkst. hiː nˈuː ðæt tˈʌtʃ. nˈoʊ dɹˈiːm, nˈoʊ fˈænsi, nˈoʊ mˈɔːɹbɪd vˌɪzɪtˈeɪʃən!