text_original: Lord have mercy upon us!" And Rifle, alarmed at this exclamation, jumped up, cocked one of his pistols, and turned towards the door to kill the first man that should enter; for he verily believed himself beset: when his Dulcinea, after an immoderate fit of laughter, persuaded him that the poor pedlar, dreaming of thieves, had only cried out in his sleep.
text_transcription: LORD HAVE MERCY ON US AND RIFLE ALARMED AT THIS EXCLAMATION JUMPED UP CAUGHT ONE OF THE PISTOLS AND TURNED TOWARDS THE DOOR TO KILL THE FIRST MAN THAT SHOULD ENTER FOR HE VERILY BELIEVED HIMSELF BESET WHEN HIS DULCINEA AFTER AN IMMODERATE FIT OF LAUGHTER PERSUADED HIM THAT THE POOR PEDDLER DREAMING OF THIEVES HAD ONLY CRIED OUT IN HIS SLEEP
phonemes: lˈɔːɹd hæv mˈɜːsi əpˌɑːn ˌʌs!" ænd ɹˈaɪfəl, ɐlˈɑːɹmd æt ðɪs ɛksklɐmˈeɪʃən, dʒˈʌmpt ˈʌp, kˈɑːkt wˈʌn ʌv hɪz pˈɪstəlz, ænd tˈɜːnd təwˈɔːɹdz ðə dˈɔːɹ tə kˈɪl ðə fˈɜːst mˈæn ðæt ʃˌʊd ˈɛntɚ; fɔːɹ hiː vˈɛɹili bᵻlˈiːvd hɪmsˈɛlf bᵻsˈɛt: wˌɛn hɪz dˈʌlsɪnˌiə, ˈæftɚɹ ɐn ɪmˈɑːdɚɹət fˈɪt ʌv lˈæftɚ, pɚswˈeɪdᵻd hˌɪm ðætðə pˈʊɹ pˈɛdlɚ, dɹˈiːmɪŋ ʌv θˈiːvz, hæd ˈoʊnli kɹˈaɪd ˈaʊt ɪn hɪz slˈiːp.