text_original: The hangar had been a machine shop with a travelling crane. It had been partially cleared but the crane still towered at one end. High above it, reached by a ladder, was a door. The young captain of the airship pointed up to it. "My apartments!" he said.
text_transcription: THE HANGER HAD BEEN A MACHINE SHOP WITH A TRAVELING CRANE IT HAD BEEN PARTIALLY CLEARED BUT THE CRANE STILL TOWERED AT ONE END I ABOVE IT REACHED BY A LADDER WAS A DOOR THE YOUNG CAPTAIN OF THE AIRSHIP POINTED UP TO IT MY APARTMENTS HE SAID
phonemes: ðə hˈæŋɡɚ hɐdbɪn ɐ məʃˈiːn ʃˈɑːp wɪð ɐ tɹˈævəlɪŋ kɹˈeɪn. ɪt hɐdbɪn pˈɑːɹʃəli klˈɪɹd bˌʌt ðə kɹˈeɪn stˈɪl tˈaʊɚd æt wˈʌn ˈɛnd. hˈaɪ əbˈʌv ɪt, ɹˈiːtʃt baɪ ɐ lˈædɚ, wʌzɐ dˈɔːɹ. ðə jˈʌŋ kˈæptɪn ʌvðɪ ˈɛɹʃɪp pˈɔɪntᵻd ˈʌp tʊ ɪt. "maɪ ɐpˈɑːɹtmənts!" hiː sˈɛd.