text_original: The naval officer, too, had made out a bobbing something on the sea, ahead, over at port, which he took to be the long sought derelict. The lieutenant could not say anything, but, with glass still at his eyes, he leaned back against the conning tower, drawing in his breath sharply. "Want me to take the wheel?" called out Eph, as he reached deck again. "Yes. I want to keep the glass to my eyes."
text_transcription: THE NAVAL OFFICER TOO HAD MADE OUT A BOBBING SOMETHING ON THE SEA AHEAD OVER AT PORT WHICH HE TOOK TO BE THE LONG SOUGHT DERELLICT THE LIEUTENANT COULD NOT SAY ANYTHING BUT WITH GLASS STILL AT HIS EYES HE LEANED BACK AGAINST THE CONNING TOWER DRAWING IN HIS BREATH SHARPLY WANT ME TO TAKE THE WHEEL CALLED OUT F AS HE REACHED DECK AGAIN YES I WANT TO KEEP THE GLASS TO MY EYES
phonemes: ðə nˈeɪvəl ˈɑːfɪsɚ, tˈuː, hæd mˌeɪd ˈaʊt ɐ bˈɑːbɪŋ sˈʌmθɪŋ ɔnðə sˈiː, ɐhˈɛd, ˌoʊvɚɹ æt pˈɔːɹt, wˌɪtʃ hiː tˈʊk təbi ðə lˈɔŋ sˈɔːt dˈɛɹɪlˌɪkt. ðə luːtˈɛnənt kʊd nˌɑːt sˈeɪ ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ, bˌʌt, wɪð ɡlˈæs stˈɪl æt hɪz ˈaɪz, hiː lˈiːnd bˈæk ɐɡˈɛnst ðə kˈɑːnɪŋ tˈaʊɚ, dɹˈɔːɪŋ ɪn hɪz bɹˈɛθ ʃˈɑːɹpli. "wˈɔnt mˌiː tə tˈeɪk ðə wˈiːl?" kˈɔːld ˈaʊt ˈɛf, æz hiː ɹˈiːtʃt dˈɛk ɐɡˈɛn. "jˈɛs. aɪ wˈɔnt tə kˈiːp ðə ɡlˈæs tə maɪ ˈaɪz."