text_original: As I held her by the shoulder, a wave sweeping over the rock took us, and in my sudden effort to hold her I tore away the gown at her throat. It was quite evident her wits were all about her now for she cried out suddenly: "Oh, my brooch! my brooch!" There was no time to waste and no time for questions.
text_transcription: AS I HELD HER BY THE SHOULDER A WAVE SWEEPING OVER THE ROCK TOOK US AND IN MY SUDDEN EFFORT TO HOLD HER I TORE AWAY THE GOWN AT HER THROAT IT WAS QUITE EVIDENT HER WITS WERE ALL ABOUT HER NOW FOR SHE CRIED OUT SUDDENLY OH MY BROOCH MY BROOCH THERE WAS NO TIME TO WASTE AND NO TIME FOR QUESTIONS
phonemes: æz aɪ hˈɛld hɜː baɪ ðə ʃˈoʊldɚ, ɐ wˈeɪv swˈiːpɪŋ ˌoʊvɚ ðə ɹˈɑːk tˈʊk ˌʌs, ænd ɪn maɪ sˈʌdən ˈɛfɚt tə hˈoʊld hɜːɹ aɪ tˈɔːɹ ɐwˈeɪ ðə ɡˈaʊn æt hɜː θɹˈoʊt. ɪt wʌz kwˈaɪt ˈɛvɪdənt hɜː wˈɪts wɜːɹ ˈɔːl ɐbˌaʊt hɜː nˈaʊ fɔːɹ ʃiː kɹˈaɪd ˈaʊt sˈʌdənli: "ˈoʊ, maɪ bɹˈoʊtʃ! maɪ bɹˈoʊtʃ!" ðɛɹwˌʌz nˈoʊ tˈaɪm tə wˈeɪst ænd nˈoʊ tˈaɪm fɔːɹ kwˈɛstʃənz.