text_original: A shock seemed to go over his body. He took a couple of dragging strides toward her. His eyes had the gaze of a man who did not believe what he saw. The hand he reached out shook. "I'm no ghost! Larry, don't  you  know me?" she faltered. Indeed he must have thought her a phantom. Great, clammy drops stood out upon his brow. "Dear old  redhead!" she whispered, brokenly, with a smile of agony and joy.
text_transcription: A SHOCK SEEMED TO GO OVER HIS BODY HE TOOK A COUPLE OF DRAGGING STRIDES TOWARD HER HIS EYES HAD THE GAZE OF A MAN WHO DID NOT BELIEVE WHAT HE SAW THE HAND HE REACHED OUT SHOOK I'M NO GHOST LARRY DON'T DON'T YOU KNOW ME SHE FALTERED INDEED HE MUST HAVE THOUGHT HER A FAN GREAT CLAMMY DROPS STOOD OUT UPON HIS BROW DEAR OLD REDHEAD SHE WHISPERED BROKENLY WITH A SMILE OF AGONY AND JOY
phonemes: ɐ ʃˈɑːk sˈiːmd tə ɡˌoʊ ˌoʊvɚ hɪz bˈɑːdi. hiː tˈʊk ɐ kˈʌpəl ʌv dɹˈæɡɪŋ stɹˈaɪdz təwˈɔːɹd hɜː. hɪz ˈaɪz hæd ðə ɡˈeɪz əvə mˈæn hˌuː dɪdnˌɑːt bᵻlˈiːv wʌt hiː sˈɔː. ðə hˈænd hiː ɹˈiːtʃt ˈaʊt ʃˈʊk. "aɪm nˈoʊ ɡˈoʊst! lˈæɹi, dˈoʊnt juː nˈoʊ mˌiː?" ʃiː fˈɔltɚd. ˌɪndˈiːd hiː mˈʌstɐv θˈɔːt hɜːɹ ɐ fˈæntəm. ɡɹˈeɪt, klˈæmi dɹˈɑːps stˈʊd ˈaʊt əpˌɑːn hɪz bɹˈaʊ. "dˈɪɹ ˈoʊld ɹˈɛdhɛd!" ʃiː wˈɪspɚd, bɹˈoʊkənli, wɪð ɐ smˈaɪl ʌv ˈæɡəni ænd dʒˈɔɪ.