text_original: Suddenly, Jack Benson started. Quickly he wiped the outer lenses of his glass, then looked again. "See anything?" demanded Eph. "Yes, sirree! And the 'Thor' is almost a mile nearer than we are! It's the derelict  not a doubt of it!" Like a flash Jack sprang to the wheel, ringing the bell for full speed.
text_transcription: SUDDENLY JACK BENSON STARTED QUICKLY HE WIPED THE OUTER LENSES OF HIS GLASS THEN LOOKED AGAIN SEE ANYTHING DEMANDED F YES SIREE AND THE THOR IS ALMOST A MILE NEARER THAN WE ARE IT'S THE DARRELL LOOK NOT A DOUBT OF IT LIKE A FLASH JACK SPRANG TO THE WHEEL RINGING THE BELL FOR FULL SPEED
phonemes: sˈʌdənli, dʒˈæk bˈɛnsən stˈɑːɹɾᵻd. kwˈɪkli hiː wˈaɪpt ðɪ ˈaʊɾɚ lˈɛnzᵻz ʌv hɪz ɡlˈæs, ðˈɛn lˈʊkt ɐɡˈɛn. "sˈiː ˈɛnɪθˌɪŋ?" dᵻmˈændᵻd ˈɛf. "jˈɛs, sˈɜːɹiː! ænd ðə θˈɔːɹ ɪz ˈɔːlmoʊst ɐ mˈaɪl nˈɪɹɚ ðɐn wiː ɑːɹ! ɪts ðə dˈɛɹɪlˌɪkt nˌɑːɾə dˈaʊt ʌv ɪt!" lˈaɪk ɐ flˈæʃ dʒˈæk spɹˈæŋ tə ðə wˈiːl, ɹˈɪŋɪŋ ðə bˈɛl fɔːɹ fˈʊl spˈiːd.