text_original: Then she dropped the book. She hid her face on Slingerland's breast. She clutched him with frantic hands. She clung there, her body all held rigid, as if some extraordinary strength or inspiration or joy had suddenly inhibited weakness.
text_transcription: THEN SHE DROPPED THE BOOK SHE HID HER FACE ON SCHLINDERLAND'S BREAST SHE CLUTCHED HIM WITH FRANTIC HANDS SHE CLUNG THERE HER BODY ALL HELD RIGID AS IF SOME EXTRAORDINARY STRENGTH OR INSPIRATION OR JOY HAD SUDDENLY INHIBITED WEAKNESS
phonemes: ðˈɛn ʃiː dɹˈɑːpt ðə bˈʊk. ʃiː hˈɪd hɜː fˈeɪs ˌɔn slˈɪŋɡɚləndz bɹˈɛst. ʃiː klˈʌtʃt hˌɪm wɪð fɹˈæntɪk hˈændz. ʃiː klˈʌŋ ðˈɛɹ, hɜː bˈɑːdi ˈɔːl hˈɛld ɹˈɪdʒɪd, æz ɪf sˌʌm ɛkstɹˈɔːɹdɪnˌɛɹi stɹˈɛŋθ ɔːɹ ˌɪnspɚɹˈeɪʃən ɔːɹ dʒˈɔɪ hæd sˈʌdənli ɪnhˈɪbɪɾᵻd wˈiːknəs.