text_original: It was true that a gang of platelayers was there, and that they had seen nothing, but it was their custom to stand in the middle between the metals, and the open carriage door was upon the far side, so that it was conceivable that someone might have alighted unseen, as the darkness would by that time be drawing in. A steep embankment would instantly screen anyone who sprang out from the observation of the navvies.
text_transcription: IT WAS TRUE THAT A GANG OF PLATELAYERS WAS THERE AND THAT THEY HAD SEEN NOTHING BUT IT WAS THEIR CUSTOM TO STAND IN THE MIDDLE BETWEEN THE METALS AND THE OPEN CARRIAGE DOOR WAS UPON THE FAR SIDE SO THAT IT WAS CONCEIVABLE THAT SOMEONE MIGHT HAVE ALIGHTED UNSEEN AS THE DARKNESS WOULD BY THAT TIME BE DRAWING IN A STEEP EMBANKMENT WOULD INSTANTLY SCREEN ANYONE WHO SPRANG OUT FROM THE OBSERVATION OF THE NAVIES
phonemes: ɪt wʌz tɹˈuː ðˌæɾə ɡˈæŋ ʌv plˈeɪtleɪɚz wʌz ðˈɛɹ, ænd ðæt ðeɪ hæd sˈiːn nˈʌθɪŋ, bˌʌt ɪt wʌz ðɛɹ kˈʌstəm tə stˈænd ɪnðə mˈɪdəl bᵻtwˌiːn ðə mˈɛɾəlz, ænd ðɪ ˈoʊpən kˈæɹɪdʒ dˈɔːɹ wʌz əpˌɑːn ðə fˈɑːɹ sˈaɪd, sˌoʊ ðˌɐɾɪt wʌz kənsˈiːvəbəl ðæt sˈʌmwʌn mˌaɪthɐv ɐlˈaɪɾᵻd ʌnsˈiːn, æz ðə dˈɑːɹknəs wʊd baɪ ðæt tˈaɪm biː dɹˈɔːɪŋ ˈɪn. ɐ stˈiːp ɛmbˈæŋkmənt wʊd ˈɪnstəntli skɹˈiːn ˈɛnɪwˌʌn hˌuː spɹˈæŋ ˈaʊt fɹʌmðɪ ɑːbzɚvˈeɪʃən ʌvðə nˈævɪz.