text_original: Young Auberly leaped up with a shout. "My sister! is she not saved? Are _all_ here?" He waited not for a reply, but in another moment was on the fire escape. "After him, two of you," said Braidwood, turning to his men.
text_transcription: YOUNG AUBERLY LEAPT UP WITH A SHOUT MY SISTER IS SHE NOT SAVED ARE ALL HERE HE WAITED NOT FOR A REPLY BUT IN ANOTHER MOMENT WAS ON THE FIRE ESCAPE AFTER HIM TWO OF YOU SAID BRAIDWOOD TURNING TO HIS MEN
phonemes: jˈʌŋ ˈɔːbɚli lˈiːpt ˌʌp wɪð ɐ ʃˈaʊt. "maɪ sˈɪstɚ! ɪz ʃiː nˌɑːt sˈeɪvd? ɑːɹ ˈɔːl hˈɪɹ?" hiː wˈeɪɾᵻd nˌɑːt fɚɹɚ ɹᵻplˈaɪ, bˌʌt ɪn ɐnˈʌðɚ mˈoʊmənt wʌz ɔnðə fˈaɪɚɹ ɛskˈeɪp. "ˈæftɚ hˌɪm, tˈuː ʌv juː," sˈɛd bɹˈeɪdwʊd, tˈɜːnɪŋ tə hɪz mˈɛn.