text_original: Beyond the camp loomed the dim hills, mystical, secretive, and unchangeable. If she were out there among them, dead or alive, to know it would be a blessed relief. It was this horror of Benton that he feared.
text_transcription: BEYOND THE CAMP LOOMED THE DIM HILLS MYSTICAL SECRETIVE AND UNCHANGEABLE IF SHE WERE AUTHOR AMONG THEM DEAD OR ALIVE TO KNOW IT WOULD BE A BLESSED RELIEF IT WAS THIS HORROR OF BENTON THAT HE FEARED
phonemes: bᵻjˌɔnd ðə kˈæmp lˈuːmd ðə dˈɪm hˈɪlz, mˈɪstɪkəl, sˈiːkɹətˌɪv, ænd ʌntʃˈeɪndʒəbəl. ɪf ʃiː wɜːɹ ˈaʊt ðɛɹ ɐmˈʌŋ ðˌɛm, dˈɛd ɔːɹ ɐlˈaɪv, tə nˈoʊ ɪt wʊd biː ɐ blˈɛst ɹᵻlˈiːf. ɪt wʌz ðɪs hˈɔɹɚɹ ʌv bˈɛntən ðæt hiː fˈɪɹd.