text_original: How the "Hastings" seemed to crawl over the last of the intervening water space! Yet Hal realized, if Jack did not, how swiftly the submarine was racing. "Five hundred yards!" clicked Jack, and stepped inside the conning tower, snatching up a megaphone. Four hundred and fifty  four hundred  three fifty  three twenty five! "Fire!" That last word was bellowed below through the megaphone. Jack, his eyes staring forward, saw something leap near the bow, and saw an upward dash of spray. The torpedo had left the tube. "Hard aport, Eph! Swing her right over. So!"
text_transcription: HOW THE HASTINGS SEEMED TO CRAWL OVER THE LAST OF THE INTERVENING WATER SPACE YET HAL REALIZED IF JACK DID NOT HOW SWIFTLY THE SUBMARINE WAS RACING FIVE HUNDRED YARDS CLICKED JACK AND STOOD INSIDE THE CONNING TAR SNATCHING UP A MEGAPHONE FOUR HUNDRED AND FIFTY FOUR HUNDRED THREE FIFTY THREE TWENTY FIVE FIRE THAT LAST WORD WAS BELLOWED BELOW THROUGH THE MEGAPHONE JACK HIS EYES STARING FORWARD SAW SOMETHING LEAP NEAR THE BOAT AND SAW AN UPWARD DASH OF SPRAY THE TORPEDO HAD LEFT THE TUBE HARD UPBOARD F SWING HER RIGHT OVER SO
phonemes: hˈaʊ ðə "hˈeɪstɪŋz" sˈiːmd tə kɹˈɔːl ˌoʊvɚ ðə lˈæst ʌvðɪ ˌɪntɚvˈiːnɪŋ wˈɔːɾɚ spˈeɪs! jˈɛt hˈæl ɹˈiːəlaɪzd, ɪf dʒˈæk dɪdnˈɑːt, hˌaʊ swˈɪftli ðə sˈʌbmɚɹˌiːn wʌz ɹˈeɪsɪŋ. "fˈaɪv hˈʌndɹɪd jˈɑːɹdz!" klˈɪkt dʒˈæk, ænd stˈɛpt ɪnsˈaɪd ðə kˈɑːnɪŋ tˈaʊɚ, snˈætʃɪŋ ˌʌp ɐ mˈɛɡəfˌoʊn. fˈɔːɹ hˈʌndɹɪd ænd fˈɪfti fˈɔːɹ hˈʌndɹɪd θɹˈiː fˈɪfti θɹˈiː twˈɛnti fˈaɪv! "fˈaɪɚ!" ðæt lˈæst wˈɜːd wʌz bˈɛloʊd bᵻlˌoʊ θɹuː ðə mˈɛɡəfˌoʊn. dʒˈæk, hɪz ˈaɪz stˈɛɹɪŋ fˈɔːɹwɚd, sˈɔː sˈʌmθɪŋ lˈiːp nˌɪɹ ðə bˈoʊ, ænd sˈɔː ɐn ˈʌpwɚd dˈæʃ ʌv spɹˈeɪ. ðə tɔːɹpˈiːdoʊ hæd lˈɛft ðə tˈuːb. "hˈɑːɹd ɐpˈɔːɹt, ˈɛf! swˈɪŋ hɜː ɹˈaɪt ˈoʊvɚ. sˈoʊ!"